I was a teenage fantasist
Dreaming about the truth
I dreamed about revolution
As if I had a point to prove
I am the great white f*cking elephant
In the middle of the room
I am the game of Chinese whispers
One spiteful afternoon
I am the paedophile cardinal
Repenting for his sins
I am the real life chess game
We all die and no one wins
I am the bloodthirsty general
With handfuls of a flowers
So I put a rose in each gun and I say
It takes peace to fight the power
It takes peace to fight the power
I am the TV newsreader
Yet I yearn to tell the truth
So I look directly at the camera
And ignore the autocue
And ignore the autocue