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Late at night, can't fall asleep,

Stand up and turn the TV on.

You see the war, it's all live,

All the killing live on screen.

After an hour, of all that stuff

You go to bed coz' you've had enough.

The morning after, you buy the paper,

And some books about the war.

It's great to give everyone such precise information

It's cool to hear the news in the middle of the night.

News of cruelness, insane bombers and soldiers going to fight.

During breakfast,

Ain't it sweet.

Your children count dead bodies while the eat.

The headline says, an average man,

Raped a girl, just six years old.

At the hospital, the same day

The little girl just dies away.

It's great to give everyone such precise information

Ain't it cruel, when a young girl gets fucked to death?

And everyone can share the action, the next day on television.

The best thing, that you can do,

Is to invade and sell private affairs,

But someday, and that's true

The mediaspectacel will get back to you.

When reporters, ring at your bell.

Your ass will already be going to hell.