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