Anchors Away Lyrics

Anchors Away lyrics

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.
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.