Believe in the lie
Of the big eyeball in the sky

Billy, watch what you're saying
Billy, watch what you do
Billy, best lay back and watch the wide screen
Believin' all of it's true

They're comin' through the dishes
And through the billboards too
They own that gas you're pumping out
And soon they're gonna own both Billy and you

Believe in the lie
Of the big eyeball in the sky

Susie on the computer
Susie on the commode
Susie stuck her fingers down her throat
After chowing down a big bowl of rocky-road

In the pages of Cosmo
They like 'em waify and thin
Now wouldn't it be nice if Calvin Klein
Helped Susie wipe the vomit from her chin

Believe in the lie
Of the big eyeball in the sky

Now Granny likes her media
She likes it nice and hard
When her soaps are on TV
She buys it by the yard
Gramps is in the room
Saying it's a bunch of crap
Watching football games for hours
With tortillas on his lap

Now me I like my media
I like it nice and thick
Throwing opinions at the wall
To see which ones will stick

But to formulate opinions
From what I see, is a joke
Because American TV's owned
by Pepsi and by Coke

Believe in the lie
Of the big eyeball in the sky