Your television is a bomb
It's another world war when you turn it on
Press the button to forget
It's a mini explosion chemistry set
We're drowning in a box of noise
In the attempt to find some peace
We overdose on input
We all forget to breathe

Victims of the atom screen war
Don't forget to breathe

The television is your friend
The chemical heads met the media men
Everybody makes a bomb
Hyno-tick the box saying free will gone
Well I don't know about you
But I know when atoms crash
It creates a slight reaction
In the nearest stable mass

I can stare for half an hour at you and feel completely wired
But half an hour of anything on telly and I'm tired
Which, in the case of tv signals and whatever is in computers
Is the watching semi-human being slow but surely neutered