Media, media
I´m fucking sick of ya
You filled my eyes with bullshit
I´m through with ya

Radio, radio
I don´t wanna know
I gotta see it for myself
I´m going to the show

Do you believe in television?
Do you believe in what you see?

We are not amused
We don´t believe the evening news
We´re not entertained by the brain of the spoiled and confused
And we are not amused

Media, media
I´m sick of telling ya
I´ve seen it all and I´m not feeling ya

Magazine, magazine
Tell me what is wrong with me
I´m famous, I´m strung out in rehab

Do you believe in television?
Do you believe in what you see?

We are not amused
We don´t believe the evening news
We´re not entertained by the brain of the spoiled and confused
And we are not amused

Ladies and gentlemen
Boys and girls
Every second of every day
You´re being robbed
Of your valuable time, your money, by liars

We are not amused
We don´t believe the evening news
We´re not entertained by the brain of the spoiled and confused
And we are not, we are not
We are not amused