The Art of Advertising

He's not susceptible to advertising.
He broadcasts his message from the top of his Facebook wall.
He wants you to know that he's never been sadder.
But he's not susceptible to advertising.

What a strange coincidence.
Can't think straight. Can't make sense.

I tell you I'm not susceptible to advertising.
My head is a turnstile struggling to take in it all.
I want you to know that I've never seen Saturn.
But I'm not susceptible to advertising.

What a strange coincidence.
(That's the way they get you to pay)
Can't think straight. Can't make sense.
(I obey what you display)
What I first want is just what I get.
(That's the way they get you to pay)
What I first wanted was programmed by this apparatus.

Said 'if you think this don't apply to you
And you'd never set a foot in the swamp...
The life that you live that's just advertising for the shop.
The art you're making that's just advertising for the shop.'
For the shop.

What a strange coincidence.
(That's the way they get you to pay)
All relations are reduced to this.
(I obey what you display)
What I first wanted now I forget.
(That's the way they get you to pay)
What a strange coincidence.

When can you be free?
When can you be all you'd be?
When I need a break from the TV in my pocket.
Pops up self help on the screen.
When can you be free?
When can you be all you'd be?
When I need a break from the TV in my pocket.
Pops up self help on the screen.
When can you be free?
When can you be all you'd be?
When I need a break from the TV in my pocket.
Pops up self help on the screen.