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