TV invents a disease
You think you have
So you buy our drugs

And soon you depend on them
Pain is in your mind
Gotcha comin' back for more

Again and again and again and again
Gonna rip you off
Rip you off


Doctor says you need surgery now
Feelin' good 'til the side effects

$#&@ up something else
You're ensnared by the medicine man
Paying up the $$#

Again and again
Gonna rip you off


Trust your mechanic to mend your car
Bring it in to his garage
He tightens and loosens a few spare parts

One thing's fixed, another falls apart
And the rich eat you


A magazine says your face don't look quite right
Unless you wear our brand new wonder creme tonight
Never look right again

Unless you grease your skin
Again and again and again and again
Gonna rip you off


Told you're depressed
So of course you see the psychiatrist

Right when you hit your neuroses' roots
He confuses you
He $#&@s your head up worse

Gotcha feeling helpless
You're comin' back for more
Again and again

Gonna rip you off
Rip you off


Trust your mechanic
To make you well
You're seeing an awful lot of him now

The quicker he makes your life fall apart
The more money you put in his pockets


Trust your mechanic
To plug your holes
Trust him to make more

Somewhere else
Trust your mechanic
He'll always come through

And rip you off