See, I've got this friend
A casual, inexplicable friend
There is no particular connexion
We don't even like the same stuff
And he says he watches the news
And I ask him, "What's the use?"
He says he likes to stay informed
To objectively view the imagery of a world so deformed
God knows I'm a sensitive guy
I sometimes feel inclined to cry
Just to think we're standing here
Draped in wealth and veiled with fear
Opiated by our careers
Yeah I'm sometimes moved to tears
So I take a man-sized tissue
Believe it or not, it does not seem to resolve the issue
I need to k** the violence
I need to see it choke under my hand and resign to silence
And God knows I'm a sensitive guy
I sometimes feel inclined to cry
Just to think we're standing here
Draped in wealth and veiled with fear
Opiated by our careers
Yeah I'm sometimes moved to tears
As billboards billow over slums
As children brandish brutal guns
As numbness tongues our comfy bums
We succumb and then we turn to dust
Our multistorey mortgages turn to rust
To think we could've touched the face of God