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The prophet came from somewhere Behind the TV screen To plunder lands of plenty With teeth so white and clean Create a new religion Dumb the masses down Bite the hand that feeds you Spread the bland around Can't you mute the sound? Through Saturday night wasteland You spread like a disease Sweeping all before you Til the world was on its knees Down on its knees Turn off the TV please Selling dreams that no one can keep How do you sleep? How do you sleep? Running magic into the ground year after year Tearing it down The prophet came from somewhere Letras de cancionesBehind the TV screen To plunder lands of plenty And teeth so white & clean Regal, like a queen You don't love the language you speak It's just shit at the wall and laugh at the freaks With a front that beggars belief You smile and you wave and they fall a your feet From Letras Mania