Five Iron Frenzy Anchors Away Letras:
An idea dies, in the same slight way, that we lose
track of the facts. Slowly, unseen, slipping
silently, through some fabricated cracks. And now
the freedom of the press, has turned to freedom to
impress. Perfect hair, sells product well, like
suffocating, sickly smells, the make-up smears,
like false pastels, like glossy, sugarcoated,
shells. Tune in, tune out, goodbye, goodnight.
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They're buying you with fear and lies. Turn it off
until it's right, that's the news, that's all,
goodnight. The advertising dollars buy, the right
to stifle antonyms, to sterilize the truth with
fiction, so we can sing their corporate hymns. And
all of us were cowed and bought it, hardly anybody
got it. While mergers made their spires grow
taller what they let you know grew smaller. And we
were scared, or too bemused, and so we still
turned on the news. Are you afraid yet? They want
you to be. It will keep you coming back. You are a
loyal customer. Are you afraid yet? You should be.
Letras: Anchors Away Five Iron Frenzy [final]