They changed my whole interview
A repair is rarely view
The headline was spotted and the cleaned was seen by few
Lies and laws
Corporations breaking dreams,
People breaking hearts
And TV just cares in show the stars
Day after day they say
Maybe in may
To all lazy, ladies, gentlemens and gays
And when the month comes they are far away
Their system works
And some people wish a Guy Fawkes
The weapon used isn't fear, is distorced art
In a television bought, with a price of scat
No money, no trust
Themselves produce the infamous cheap
And the profit is absurd
Doing a cicle of audience stupid
Day after day they say
Maybe in may
To all lazy, ladies, gentlemens and gays
And when the month comes they are far away
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