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Texty: Hanoi Rocks. Nothing New.

Once the time again

The city people on the streets, they talk of the town
Wherever you go to
They come to your home
They operate you by the telephone you know

Coca-Cola
(Propaganda)
Religion
(A cult they're telling you)
They're telling you it's the only truth
Oh, yes, they do

You try to escape but there's nowhere to hide
So you turn on your TV screen
It's black and white, politics all night
But who really pays the bill?

Coca-Cola
(Propaganda)
Religion
(A cult they're telling you)
They're telling you it's the only truth
Oh, yes, they do

Nothing new goin' on inside the view
Nothing new goin' on inside the view
Nothing new goin' on inside the view

The city people on the streets, they talk of the town
Wherever you go to
There's not a place to run to
They never let you go

Coca-Cola
(Propaganda)
Religion
(A cult they're telling you)
Telling you it's the only truth
Yes, they do

Coca-Cola
(Propaganda)
Religion
(A cult they're telling you)
Telling you it's the only truth
Oh, yes, they do

Nothing new goin' on inside the view
Nothing new goin' on inside the view
It said, nothing new goin' on inside the view

Nothing new goin' on inside the view
Nothing new goin' on inside the view
Nothing new goin' on inside the view