Prodigal

Electric Eye
I got static on my brainwaves Set the frequency to stereo sound Air antenna working overtime And the volume won't turn down I read my life in the funny papers But I'm buried on page thirteen Know what I mean? Radio, stereo, video, it's all just electric eyes Radio, stereo, video, it's all just electric eyes I got my good times from a laugh track I got my news from professional smiles I got religion on the cable I got my name on the microfiles I don't even have to leave my lounge chair I change my channels by remote control Oh no Radio, stereo, video, it's all just electric eyes ABC, NBC, CBS, PBS All I know is what I read in the papers All I know is what I see on the TV All I know is what I hear in the headphones I wanna know what's right for me, I can't see it Letras de canciones I read the truth as Newsweek sees it I've got some culture on my VCR I see the world through an F-stop window I stroll my Walkman down the boulevard I let the airwaves soothe my senses I hear the man with the FM voice Have I got a choice? Radio, stereo, video, it's all just electric eyes Radio, stereo, video, it's all just electric eyes From Letras Mania