Shelter - Consumer текст песни

Magazines fill the aisles for hobbies,
clothes and styles.
Selling us more all the while.
Commercials tell us what to aquire
planting seeds of desire.
Pouring oil on the fire.
The consumer always pays the fee with great hope and anxiety.
But he's always left wanting more.
We're all hungry that's agreed but we don't know what we need.
You see there's more than just this body to feed.
Advertisers create false necessities.
Send us out on shopping sprees.
One more thing that's all we'll need.
Sex sells: billboards rely on it.
Any product with some woman trying it.
Are you laughing or are you buying it?
(I'm no consumer)