Lyrics

They tell me what to say
These uninvited cast-offs from other stars
They tell me what to say
These unenlightened topers in trendy bars

They tell you what to think
These hypothetic wash-outs grown up a cow
They tell you what to think
Cognoscenti, there's been plenty
But we've forgotten how.

CHORUS:
They spin me 'round in circles
And then it comes full-circle
When they put it on TV

They're coming here to stay
Galactic laborers, experts in mind-control
Arriving everyday
Didactic, brainless burglars of empty souls

Once cast out into space
Substandard drifters searching to make a home
And now they've found a place
Paid in power by the hour
But we may never know

REPEAT CHORUS.

Strangers landing
Forces banding
Understanding
Product Branding
Politicians
Pop musicians
No suspicion
Just submission
Infiltration
Education
Generation
Corporation
Unmistaken
Can't awaken
Spirit shaken
Overtaken
Gone...