First ya wanna be, make ‘em wanna see, ya tellin’ me
Politically ya gonna wanna freer me and everybody
Tell it! Yell it! Sell it! Like ya really plan to shell it out!
...weighin’ out your cut!

I felt the way that she moved through the frame
My breath grew shorter as she came near
I heard the savage beat of lust in the air
And the voice of someone selling me perfume?
Or was it beer?

Next thing I saw was some jive about love
Accept every race! Put on a happy face
Followed closely be a requiem of hate
“Keep on with the fight! Stomp our anything that’s white!

(Chorus)

First ya wanna be, make ‘em wanna see, ya tellin’ me
Politically ya gonna wanna freer me and everybody
Tell it! Yell it! Sell it! Like ya really plan to shell it out!
...weighin out your cut!
Strange androgenize, whatta weaze, a social heart disease
The inconsistencies, no one sees between the lines
To find you changin’ your philosophies to please the highest bidder
Media Slut

I get the picture when I turn off the tube
Clears up my reception as the Word points out deceptions
You think you’re cleaver ‘cause you play the Pipers tune
But those who play his game are gonna burn with him the same!

(Repeat Chorus)