Thinkman - Voices in Local Time lyrics

If you have been watching television please remember to switch on your mind The match is struck already And the smoke screen has been measured To a perfect fit From the cradle to the grave Forsaking all others Mothers and fathers and brothers And friends. The thicker the carpet The softer the sound of each step. This is the voice of America, (and my name's Geoffrey). Don't trust in the slogan Don't fall for the line They'll be eating your mind. If you have been watching television please remember to switch on your mind Born in the west it's so hard to resist They are practiced in the art of deception. Born in the west it's so hard to resist I am practiced in the art of confrontation. That's the strangest thing I ever heard That's the strangest thing I ever heard. Channels flicking, switches switching. Channels flicking, switches switching. I hear the drum in the crowd And the call of the world in a heart beat I hear the drum in the crowd And the call of the world in a heart beat I am here to make you ask the question.