Merchandise lyrics
When we have nothing left to give
There will be no reason for us to live But when we have nothing left to lose You will have nothing left to use We owe you nothing you have no control Merchandise keeps us in line Common sense says it's by design What could a businessman ever want more Than to have us sucking in his store We owe you nothing You have no control You are not what you own
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