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 to-night
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

(chorus)

I`m not believing all I see
Fabrications on t.v.
Distort the news, feed us your views
I`m not fooled so easily