It Flies

Kept bound in tightest knots A prisoner of war A war without tactics No conscientious objectivity Nor armistice permissible Retreat would be so futile As this fight's the very essence Of was, is, and will be From when the pulse is lonely You're surrounded every angle No watchman's warning Is gonna help you dodge The omnipresent flicker of the television set The omnipresent flicker of the television set The omnipresent flicker of the television set The omnipresent flicker of the television set (yeah) Through every barrack it pervades It's there in your reflection With a rifle or a musket No bullet's gonna penetrate Turning to extremity Eradicate the sufferer Leaves the persecuted rolling From the very first dawn Knocking hard on every window Not a single scrap of paper Bears a message that'll keep you They keep you, they keep you, they keep you, they keep you, they keep you from The omnipresent flicker of the television set The omnipresent flicker of the television set The omnipresent flicker of the television set The omnipresent flicker of the television set (yeah) Shares not a single feature with another creature Even the span of a century To this chaser is ephemeral, can't see, can't hear, can't feel Hasn't any real concept of empathy And still reigns powerful over man, woman and child From the moment that you are acknowledged Servant to the grind, no well-meaning predecessor Can prepare you for a sparring session with The omnipresent flicker of the television set The omnipresent flicker of the television set The omnipresent flicker of the television set The omnipresent flicker of the television set! Rolling on, rolling on, rolling on, rolling on Rolling on, rolling on, rolling on, rolling on Rolling on, rolling on, rolling on, rolling on Going, going, going, going, going, going, going, going Gone