Dead on the Whole - The Ocean

We draw your eyes to our images carrot and stick
We've got a sense for what makes you tick
The more out of reach the more desperate you'll be trying to get it
We're the sweet distraction sure to provoke a reaction
We'll show you what you need
You can be sure this world is yours if you're paying for it
Once we've got your attention we might sell you something
You don't have the cash to pay put it on credit pay by installment
Sit back and chill and wait for your consignment
We make you pay to eat
We make you pay to sleep
We make you pay to breathe
We make you pay for any pleasures you could come up with
Now we reached our goals we keep you stuck in a job that you loathe
Now you're dead on the whole because you're bound to pay us off
At the end of a tiresome day of repetitive work
Without having a say you crave for nothing more than mere dispersal
Turn on the TV and switch off reality
And here we are back again with our screens of perfection
The perfect distraction
Fancy cars furbished shopping marts
All that it takes to make you fall for our candy bars
What a fertile symbiosis
You help us pay our bills and in turn we assist you keep treading the mill
We set the standards we embody all you ever wanna be
We play with your insecurities we make you feel miserable