Hymn of Acxiom #Vienna Tang

That blanket that concealed  the truth  
And all dissinformation rule. and just to trawl
To capture pearls though they be small
That passwords secrets come and gone
Until the shit all hit the fan
Until the shit all hit the fan
 
The jewlery and keepsakes drawers  
And not disguised in cloak and gloves
Just innocence of the users clause
They robbed you naked of your clothes
They robbed you naked left you so exposed

Nuggets from a mine so open cast
And self esteem just echoed in a hollow laugh
You featured in your own Truman shows
A Datagate while you just browse
A Datagate of why's and How's
 
Prostrated your disslikes and wants
And tried to profit from that font
For that subliminal attack  
Turn your vote with that hack
A song a chance of fighting back