Manufacture of consent Turn your fiction into fact The story's more important than the truth Selective information sold Won't tell us what we should know The printed word is set with biased hands
There it is in black and white
What you can't see, and don't hear What you don't know hurts you What is not said, but instead What you don't know hurts you
And war look like a tv game Entertaining frame by frame But do we ever really know the score Cover up and change the view Suggest the side that we should choose On the air, your own official truth
There it is on satellite
What you can't see, and don't hear What you don't know hurts you What is not said, but instead What you don't know hurts you
What you're not told, but are sold What you don't know hurts you What is not shown, won't be known What you don't know hurts you
What you see, what you hear What you read What you don't know hurts
The safety of complacency Imagination, scarcity The camera is asleep on my tv Opinions formed from what I'm fed From subtitles that I've read I read the words But not between the lines
I heard it on the air tonight
What you can't see, and don't hear What you don't know hurts you What is not said, but instead What you don't know hurts you
What you can't see, and don't hear What you don't know hurts you What is not said, but instead What you don't know hurts you
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