Print

I've been listening to what you said And wondering if it could be true If it's as bad as you say out there I'll leave the going out to you Statistics prove its not too bright To walk the darker streets at night Or to talk to people you don't know My worlds become a horror show There's a murder in my living room My child is watching avidly Should I venture out tonight Tomorrow he'll be watching me You pay your money take your choice But every channel plays the same The audience hears his master's voice Keeps him scared and keeps him tame I'm not believing all I see Fabrications on T.V. Distort the news, feed us your views I'm not fooled so easily Aus Songtexte Mania