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