- Six o’clock – TV hour. Don’t get caught in foreign
Towers. Slash and burn, return, listen to yourself
Churn. Locking in, uniforming,and book burning, blood
Letting. Every motive escalate. Automotive incinerate
Light a candle, light a motive. Step down, step down
Watch your heel crush, crushed, uh-oh, this means no
Fear cavalier. Renegade steer clear! A tournament,
a Tournament, a tournament of lies. Offer me solutions,
Offer me alternatives and I decline
- It’s the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine
R.E.M. were pretty prophetic when they wrote those lyrics, weren’t they?
Just a thought……….