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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