Fad Gadget - Newsreel | Текст песни

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Point the camera at the baby,
Shoot the mother giving birth.
Watch the blood run down the table,
Close-up to the after-birth.

Newsreel.
Newsreel.

Push the mike into the mouth of the wound,
Tape the sound of fading life.
Edit out the sounds of displease,
Ask the feelings of a dead man's wife.

Newsreel.
Newsreel.

Pretend the camera doesn’t change things,
To me and you it chooses only one eye.
A soldier poses, then pulls the trigger,
Wipes his hands and waves good-bye.

Newsreel.
Newsreel.