Lyrics Know Your Product (Remastered) - The Saints

Yeah
Alright
Sing it up, west coast
Too much

I'm just sitting in my chair when a voice comes on the air
"Why don't you try it, you'll feel alright?
Got some great new brand of smokes
Chill your head and clear your throat
Keeps you young and so in touch"

Cheap advertising, you're lyin'
But never gonna give me what I want
I said, "Smooth talking, brain washing
They never gonna get me what I need"

"Our new soap that's peachy keen
Saves your soul and keeps you clean
It's recommended, used by the queen
Gonna improve your IQ,, help in everything you do
It's economic, don't cost too much"

Said, "Advertising, you're lying
Ain't never gonna give me what I want"
I said, "Smooth talking, brain washing
Ain't never gonna get me what I need"

I said thank you
Come on
Soul man
Let's shoot the professor
Alright

I'm just sitting in my chair when a voice comes on the air
"Why don't you try it, you'll feel allright?
It's a great new brand of smokes
Chill your head and clears your throat
Keeps you young and so in touch"

Said, "Advertising, you're lying
You're never gonna give me what I want"
I said, "Smooth talking, brain washing
You're never gonna get me what I need"

What do I care?
Leave me alone
Hey, man
Where's the professor?
We need him now
Gonna tell you 'bout them
Yeah, we take it all the way 'round the world

For that west coast feel
Hey, man
Everytbody, get around
It's not what you want
Look out on the radio, yeah

Alright
Yeah, yeah