Fifty Ways to Bleed Your Customer

Feed em all their meds 'til they forget what the drugs cost
People never question what you're selling them guns for
Or beat 'em in the head with the message, with the blunt force
Lead 'em to the edge, tell 'em this is the jump off
The run-off you dump off in skulls that are soft
Let 'em suck on your exhaust 'til the fucking sun's gone
Baby, make 'em bleed from it while they dream of it
Make 'em yearn to get it while they're burning in it
Treat the side effects
And supply the next disorder
Poison the well and bottle the water
When all else fails, you start a war up
Sell him what he needs to knock it down and reconstruct
Feed her junk, she eats it up
Pumped full of refined additives
Sell 'em tummy tucks and plus-sized caskets
Cuz if it ain't dead
How do you know it's empty?

Bleed your customer, get yourself free
Bleed your customer, get yourself free
Bleed your customer, get yourself free
Bleed your customer-

You sell Brand-X seatbelts
And planned obsolescence
Clinical trial cover-up, never crash-tested
Offshore accounts for when you bounce with a pension
Keep a gun in their mouth; treat 'em for bouts of depression
Tell him to buy a pet, help him to buy a house
Chain him to a fence and get your pound of flesh out
Sell nicotine, caffeine, energy drinks
They'll work 'til they forget to breathe, dream, or think
And worship celebrity, selling the ego trip
Or buy up a bunch of product from the Jesus pimps
You carry pills and prayer beads
Razor blades and used condoms
Rap CDs, magazines
And novelty items
Cause if it ain't dead
How do you know it's empty?

Bleed your customer, get yourself free
Bleed your customer, get yourself free
Bleed your customer, get yourself free
Say: I get bloody
I get bloody
I get bloody
I get bloody
I get bloody
I get bloody
I get bloody
I get bloody

Believe the hype!
There's a killing to be made in the mind
You'll either be a slave to the grind or a blade in the backside
Days don't rewind; it's a matter of time
I suggest you view death as a ladder to climb
I'm getting mine until it's gone then I'm coming for yours
Strip mine the reservoir, because I'm hungry for more
Privatize resource by the pen or the sword
Respect the jungle law, terrorism or war
Make sure you've got a seat when the ships lift off
Stop me if you heard this one before
Gotta pimp this, ohh
Handle the pack animals, conditioned and taught
Hunt gather and hoarde
Get the deeds to the seeds
And security force
Get a seat on the board, and keep the keys to the vault
If the kids got a problem they can put up a peace sign
Let 'em call you anything but late for a mealtime
Viruses multiply; the rust never sleeps
You're either getting eaten or you eat
Baby stay on your feet

Gotta bleed your customer to get yourself free
Bleed your customer to get yourself free
Bleed your customer to get yourself free
Bleed your customer to get yourself free
Bleed your customer to get yourself free
Bleed your customer to get yourself free
Bleed your customer to get yourself free
Bleed your customer to get yourself free
I'm a bloodsucker
I'm a ... I'm a bloodsucker
I'm a bloodsucker
I'm a ... I'm a bloodsucker
You a customer
You a ... You a customer
I'm a bloodsucker
I'm a bloodsucker
I get bloody
I get bloody
I get bloody
I get bloody
I get bloody
I get bloody
I get bloody
I get bloody