Planned obselences, manufactured senseless,
It's automatic.
Feeling the line
Where you look in to spin.
It's automatic.
Cash back, heart attack,
Do you want fries with that?
It's automatic.
What does it matter?
What does it matter?
What does it matter?
Wanna feel up not down
Stick around 'til you see . . .
No money down
Just your life that you don't own.
It's automatic.
Special offer only,
Face life society, so . . .
It's automatic.
Madness of love feeds the organ grinder
It's automatic.
What does it matter?
What does it matter?
What does it matter?
Writer(s): Jay Farrar
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