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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 Chorus 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 Chorus |
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