Merchandise

I'm the demographic
I’m accepting without question
My belief hangs in suspension
It's the comfort of convenience
We don't need to know the history
We’ve got separation and detachment
Rock and roll becomes merchandise
What is there to aspire to?
The lowest common denominator

The effect's intoxicating
Like a barbiturate or narcotic
What's the point in fighting?
You're always passive participant
The present point of perspective
Between separation and detachment
Rock and roll becomes merchandise
What does it do to empower you?
It's placid amusement

Entertainment in wartime
May we please have your attention?
Safety in the middleground
Complete and total ambivalence
We don't need to know the body count
We've got separation and detachment
Rock and roll becomes merchandise
What does it do to inform you?
It's just a source of detention