Ian Anderson - Black & white television

Tekst :

I looked in the mirror then
saw my face in a dream.
With eyes sharp as diamonds
Blessed with clear vision
Things were not as they seemed
Black and White Television
stared back from the wall.
Is that my life?
Am I here at all?
Down in the High Road, see
motor cavalcades glide
past shopwindow dressers
desperately covering
all the parts they can hide.
Black and White Television
stares at me again.
Is that their lives?
Even dummies pretend.
The truth is so hard to deny.
The answer is here
The screen never lies.
Black and White Television.
It s the right television.
Show me it s all a dream tonight.
The boys on the corner sulk
in their Suzuki haze.
In primary colours
(each year more startling)
but they still fade to grey
on Black and White Television.
It s sweeping the land.
Is that your life?
Do you understand?
Black and White Television
Back the right television
Black and White Television
Hard to fight television
Show me it s all a dream
tonight.

Inne utwory

  • End game
  • Walk into light
  • Trains
  • Different Germany
  • User-friendly
  • Fly by night
  • Looking for eden
  • Made in England
  • Toad in the hole
  • Losowe utwory

    Turn on the music

    Feel that sound! (6x)

    Well I I ve been waiting long enough
    Hey DJ please won ’t you turn it up
    Wanna feel that base, yeah
    Cause I get a rush
    And when it comes, I can ’t get enough

    So turn...

    Fallen

    Well there s a woman sitting on the floor
    She wonders what she s here for
    There s a needle sitting by the door

    There s a woman with a hand to god
    She s praying for redemption
    Her baby s crying, she says
    How you gonna be somebody

    She used to be with another man
    A broken...

    Milk

    If i share powdered milk with you
    i glue a picture to the chair
    spit and butter from the plate that broke a week ago

    gather round?
    gather round?
    gather round?

    a father scolds his little boy
    for trading secrets with...

    Flesh and bone

    This moisture slides from my eyes
    It glistens, it glistens
    There s nowhere left to go now
    If you teach me, I ll listen
    A favorite time for mistakes
    In salt lakes, we all shake
    Consider me your apprentice
    Repentant, yet hesitant

    Please show me a sign

    Chorus:

    The real you

    I smile at you at the show
    Bullshit along with your niceties
    Then I sit back and watch you go
    Suck up to people you wanna be

    Oooh, but I ve got it
    Oooh, that you re not it
    Oooh, and it s...