"Voices in Local Time" as written by and Rupert/obstoj Hine....
If you have been watching television please remember to switch on your mind
The match is struck already
And the smoke screen has been measured
To a perfect fit

From the cradle to the grave
Forsaking all others
Mothers and fathers and brothers
And friends.
The thicker the carpet
The softer the sound of each step.
This is the voice of America, (and my name's Geoffrey).
Don't trust in the slogan
Don't fall for the line

They'll be eating your mind.
If you have been watching television please remember to switch on your mind

Born in the west it's so hard to resist
They are practiced in the art of deception.
Born in the west it's so hard to resist
I am practiced in the art of confrontation.
That's the strangest thing I ever heard
That's the strangest thing I ever heard.
Channels flicking, switches switching.
Channels flicking, switches switching.

I hear the drum in the crowd
And the call of the world in a heart beat
I hear the drum in the crowd
And the call of the world in a heart beat
I am here to make you ask the question.


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"Voices in Local Time" as written by Rupert Hine Jeanette Therese Obstoj

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