Flat top interventionBringing home the new inventionSee it there in pieces on the groundA television war between the cynics and the saintsFlip the dial and thats whose side youre onSleeping on the white house lawn aint never changed a thingLook at all the washed out hippie dreamsAnd its falling all around usIs this some kind of joke theyre trying to pull on us?Falling all around usIll turn my head off for a whileTabloid generations lostChoking on its fearUsed to be thats all we had to fearconscience keeps us quiet while the crooked love to speakTheres knowledge wrapped in blankets on the streetsA visionary coward says that anger can be powerAs long as theres a victim on tv And its falling all around usIs this some kind of joke theyre trying to pull on usFalling all around usIll turn my head off for a whileAnd my dirty dreams all come aliveOn my TV screenAnd assassination plotsShow me what I havent gotShow me what I love and who Im supposed to beShow me everything I needShow it all to meAnd its falling all around usIs this some kind of joke theyre trying to pull on us?Falling all around usIll turn my head off for a while
