And with these humble tools We can trigger any emotion we choose But we'll just settle to pump out repeated relics Diluted with time Time
You see the airwaves are clogged up But the fickle they lap it up Lap it up They need to be drowned in condiments And left to ponder sense Warm smiles They do not make you welcome here Warm smiles They do not make you welcome here
Snap back to reality The turbulence is blowing us from side to side Side But no matter how hard you try Surrounded by cannon fodder Inundated with stagnant sounds Sounds
You see the airwaves are clogged up But the fickle they lap it up Lap it up They need to be drowned in condiments And left to ponder sense Warm smiles They do not make you welcome here Warm smiles They do not make you welcome here
Transformation in progress Transformation in progress Transformation complete
Lightning strikes A flash flood of colour I can't stand the heat I can't stand the heat A flash flood of colour I can't I can't stand the heat A flash flood of colour
Warm smiles They do not make you welcome here Warm smiles They do not make you welcome here Warm smiles They do not make you welcome here