In for the kill, we'll make the final call. Serve you happy, serve you happy, glad that we are in control. All watered down, our rescue, leaves you naked. Cure the symptoms, then slam the nails down. Cheap excuses, cheap promises, cheap lifes. Sold you cheap. You can't depend, we sold you long ago, provide the cure, provide the laws, first make you sick. We'll redefine, all changes gone by call. All spoken, all broken, doesn't mean anything at all. Take some more- and you'll settle for less Take some more- and you'll settle for nothing Cheap excuses, cheap promises, cheap lifes. Sold you cheap. We'll pay the cost for all the living that is lost. Arrgghh...