Fear In The Western World

Your picture of yourself is a media myth

Underneath this floor, we're on the edge of a cliff

Someone told me Jesus was the Devil's lover

While we masturbated on a magazine cover

Dead in the streets, who's that girl?

Ireland screams, Africa burns

Suburbia stumbles, the tides are turned

I can feel the fear in the Western world

I can feel the fear in the Western world

I can feel the fear in the Western world

I can feel the fear in the Western

The Western world

Mama's still on Valium, daddy puts the news on

TV orphans laugh at the confusion

The audience finds itself on the stage

Fifty million people in a state of decay

Dead in the streets, who's that girl?

Ireland screams, Africa burns

Suburbia stumbles, the tides are turned

I can feel the fear in the Western world

I can feel the fear in the Western world

I can feel the fear in the Western world

I can feel the fear in the Western

The Western world

The party goes on behind elevator doors

While the elevator plummets from the 69th floor

All the cars lost in the scrapyards of paradise

The newspaper photographs have all come alive

Dead in the streets, who's that girl?

Ireland screams, Africa burns

Suburbia stumbles, the tides are turned

I can feel the fear in the Western world

I can feel the fear in the Western world

I can feel the fear in the Western world

I can feel the fear in the Western

The Western world

I can feel the fear in the Western world

I can feel the fear in the Western world

I can feel the fear in the Western

The Western world