Flat top intervention Bringin´ home the new invention See it there in pieces on the ground
A television war between the cynics and the saints Flip the dial and that´s whose side you´re on
Ah, sleeping on the White House lawn ain´t never changed a thing Look at all the washed out Hippie dreams
And it´s fallin´ all around us Is this some kind of joke they´re trying to pull on us? Fallin´ all around us I´ll turn my head off for a while
The tabloid generation´s lost Choking on it´s fear Used to be that´s all we had to fear
And conscience keeps us quiet while the crooked love to speak There´s knowledge wrapped in blankets on the street.
A visionary coward says that anger can be power As long as there´s a victim on TV
And it´s fallin´ all around us Is this some kind of joke they´re trying to pull on us? Fallin´ all around us I´ll turn my head off for a while
And my dirty dreams all come alive On my TV screen And assasination plots Show me what I haven´t got Show me what I love, and who I´m s´posed to be Show me everything I need Show it all to me Show it all to me
And it´s fallin´ all around us Is this some kind of joke they´re trying to pull on us? Fallin´ all around us I´ll turn my head off for a while
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