They block out the landscape with giant signs   Covered with pretty girls and catchy lines   Put up fences and cement the ground   To dull my senses, keep the flowers down      I want 'em back!      Spend my money on a race to space   Wasting my money, slapping my face   They've taken a peek over future's fence   Taken a peek at my expense   They've wasted human lives   And they've fucked up mine   I want it back!      I'm not into the material scene   Polyester, polyethylene   At least give me a chance to say what I want   The more you waste, the more you want   I want 'em back!   I want 'em back!   I want 'em back!   Give 'em back!