We live in a town with a thousand lights around,
Your head is like a radio set,
You're waiting to hear what program comes next.
Frequent Mutilation
Transmits over the air,
Serving for the purpose
Of those who want you to fear.
They say it's all right, but suspicion creeps in
Your nightmares don't project your dreams
You can't but wonder what's feeding your screen.
Frequent Mutilation
Transmits over the air,
Serving for the purpose
Of those who want you to fear.
Thousand nights of confusion wedge in your mind
Breaking down another illusion,
Today's transmission will give you the solution.
Frequent Mutilation
Transmits over the air,
Serving for the purpose
Of those who want you to fear.
Frequent Mutilation
Transmits over the air,
Serving for the purpose
Of those who want you to fear.