The remote control feels like a shotgun,
discharging more nonsense through my head
no solidarity, in what we are and what we see
I want to smash the screen throw away the batteries

The remote control feels like a shotgun,
discharging more nonsense through my head
no solidarity, in what we are and what we see
I want to smash the screen throw away the batteries

tearing apart our minds, directions of our lives
sing if you can relate,
these pictures are not our friends
distorting sensations
pull out the plug take them all away

here's another season here's another gag
here's another sickness to make us react
Don't change the channel change the medium
the world outside becomes the best escape

don't change the channel
try to change your mind
take all of the images away
take them all....away
take them all....away