The colour magazines - they violate my eyes, trying to sell me compromise,
A perfect figure on the television screen; even the dirt looks very clean.
You're another pawn in the middle of the game,
We control your mind, we manipulate,
You're another pawn, that's right,
You're just all the same,
We control your soul, we don't hesitate.
Standing attention, all the billboards wait in line,
They try to trap me, one at a time,
A glass of whiskey and a pack of cigarettes,
We eat it up and then digest.
You're another pawn in the middle of the game,
We control your mind, we manipulate,
You're another pawn, that's right,
You're just all the same,
We control your soul, we don't hesitate.
Rain on me, shine on me,
Lord, rain on me,
Cover me, yeah,
Rain on me, shine on me,
Rain on me,
Cover me, yeah.
You're another pawn, that's right,
You're just all the same,
We control your soul, we don't hesitate.
Rain on me, shine on me,
Lord, rain on me,
Cover me, yeah,
Rain on me, shine on me,
Rain on me,
Cover me, yeah,
Rain on me, shine on me,
Lord, rain on me,
Cover me, yeah,
Rain on me, shine on me,
Rain on me,
Cover me, cover me, yeah.
