...Good Night, Goodbye

Hey, close your eyes and pray

There's nothing left to say

The film is black and white

Nineteen-twenty nine

The great depression

A man comes around

He comes around

And he drinks the black milk

Runs down the potter's ground

Lines of light throughout the city

The white noise

Speed of sound

There's nothing left to say

Close your eyes and pray

Now close your eyes and cry

Under the television sky

Say thank you, good night

Goodbye

Now close your eyes and cry

Under the television sky

Say thank you, good night

Good