Wake up, smell the grunge, the stench of burning flesh
Feel the pain, taste the tears, their blood is red and real
Geneva airport, limousines, hope the food is good
Leaders meet to please the world, let's keep them in good mood
It ain't no TV-show, this is no fashion ad
Tanks are rolling, shoot to kill, no stuntmen on the scene
The president's smiling full of hope, his collar's white and clean
Beyond the TV-screen begins the world I mean
Who's gonna change something for real?
Hey hey, stop the world, let the system fail
Throw the leaders off their thrones
Send the chiefs to jail
Hey hey, stop the world, let the systems fail
You're the one responsible, you can't just hide your tail
Switch off the news and CNN, get ready for the truth
Help the voice inside of you onto the global net
No peace tourists, no polished talk will save this planets youth
Last order, what your heart commands is what you gonna get
It ain't no TV-show, this is no fashion ad
No army on this planet earth will win against men's hate
Peace has got to come from the inside, hurry up, or it's too late!
Beyond the TV-screen begins the world I mean
Who's gonna change something for real?
Hey hey, stop the world, let the system fail...
Beyond the TV-screen begins the world I mean
Who's gonna change something for real?
Hey hey, stop the world, let the system fail...
Hey hey, stop the world, let the system fail...
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