Burn, burn, Hollywood, burn Fetishized model-whores, images, airbrushed hardcore Harlots, Hiltons, egoistic, wanton waifs Plastic, paramours, skank pawns of culture war Fake tits, facelifts 300 years of "Enlightenment" comes to this? (Voltaire is laughing, and Russeau is puking!) The joke is on us all Their faces dissolve into thin air They are trite and listless They are empty vessels They are ink and pixels, yet they walk the earth as Gods Practitioner professionals of sloth, so fucking worthless This worshiped parasite-celeprosy, let's start the fire And melt those plastic faces into dust The carrion of Leisure-class fueled waste This narcissistic venerated filth The icons of a clueless populace The idols of a nation in decline