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We got the green light, nothing's in the way
The TVs on and the bombing stars today
We got the green light, nothing's in the way
The TVs on and the bombing stars today
Sitting here but it isn't clear
Does it make much sense to you?
Once again pounded in our heads,
And there's nothing we can do
Images of a hundred things,
Neatly edited and sold,
Tried to find just one ounce of truth,
And it's ass out, in the cold
We got the green light, nothing's in the way
The TVs on and the bombing stars today
We got the green light, nothing's in the way
The TVs on and the bombing stars today
Talking heads, tell a story,
See if we can catch the spin,
So good at painting pictures when will
This shit ever end?
A curve is thrown by a source, unknown,
Journalism at it's worst
A race to see who makes history,
And who will make it first
We got the green light, nothing's in the way
The TVs on and the bombing stars today
We got the green light, nothing's in the way
The TVs on and the bombing stars today