And with these humble tools
We can trigger any emotion we choose
But we'll just settle to pump out repeated relics
Diluted with time
Time
You see the airwaves are clogged up
But the fickle they lap it up
Lap it up
They need to be drowned in condiments
And left to ponder sense
Warm smiles
They do not make you welcome here
Warm smiles
They do not make you welcome here
Snap back to reality
The turbulence is blowing us from side to side
Side
But no matter how hard you try
Surrounded by cannon fodder
Inundated with stagnant sounds
Sounds
You see the airwaves are clogged up
But the fickle they lap it up
Lap it up
They need to be drowned in condiments
And left to ponder sense
Warm smiles
They do not make you welcome here
Warm smiles
They do not make you welcome here
Transformation in progress
Transformation in progress
Transformation complete
Lightning strikes
A flash flood of colour
I can't stand the heat
I can't stand the heat
A flash flood of colour
I can't
I can't stand the heat
A flash flood of colour
Warm smiles
They do not make you welcome here
Warm smiles
They do not make you welcome here
Warm smiles
They do not make you welcome here