The Big Eyeball In the Sky

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