Merchandise

I'm the demographic

I’m accepting without question

My belief hangs in suspension

It's the comfort of convenience

We don't need to know the history

We’ve got separation and detachment

Rock and roll becomes merchandise

What is there to aspire to?

The lowest common denominator

The effect's intoxicating

Like a barbiturate or narcotic

What's the point in fighting?

You're always passive participant

The present point of perspective

Between separation and detachment

Rock and roll becomes merchandise

What does it do to empower you?

It's placid amusement

Entertainment in wartime

May we please have your attention?

Safety in the middleground

Complete and total ambivalence

We don't need to know the body count

We've got separation and detachment

Rock and roll becomes merchandise

What does it do to inform you?

It's just a source of detention