MISADVENTURES IN BROADCASTING

Smile

For the camera

You know I'll know if you don't

You know I'll see right through that front

It's all about style

To hell with context

Leave it convex

Bloated and empty inside

I need a fix

I need to expand my line of sight

To see all shades of light

I need to paint this damn town blue

And I'll tell myself I'm doing it just for you

Just for you

I'm know it's right, can't you see

I'm doing it just for you

Just for you

Just for you

I know I'm right

Just wait and see

Rewind

Filtered through a TV from the 1960’s

The town looks the same and still so different

And this time

I throw it out the window so you can't miss it

The color seeps in through cracks in the glass

And in the centre I see you

I see you

I see you

I know it’s right, can't you see

I’m doing it just for you

Just for you

Just for you

I know it’s right, can’t you see

The cracks in the glass

The cracks in the glass

The cracks in the glass

The cracks in the glass

Oh, the cracks in the glass

In the glass, in the glass, in the glass

In the glass, in the glass, in the glass

In the glass, in the glass, in the glass

In the glass, in the glass, in the glass

I need to expand my line of sight

To see all shades of light

I need to paint this damn town blue

And I'll tell myself I'm doing it just for you

Just for