All this nonsense coming at me
All this nonsense coming down
Such a flood of information
I don't know how to see it all
Whirling through the frequencies
Through infinities of faces
Places
Open
Window
Seven hours a day
Faces glued to the tv screen
What do you see
What can I see
Satellites
Tune in to our tiny world
Satellites
Look at it spinning in your hand
In your hand
Tell me what's the fascination
Hundreds are killed on tv every day
And only bad news is good News
The tvs -the tvs are taking us all over
All over the world
I don't know how to see it all