Merchandise - Face To Face

When we have nothing left to give

There’ll be no reason for us to live

But when we have nothing left to lose

You will have nothing left to use

We owe you nothing

You have no control

Merchandise, it keeps us in line

Common sense says it’s by design

What could a businessman ever want more

Than to have us sucking in his store?

We owe you nothing

You have no control

We are not what you own