Six o'clock dinner, the family falls silent

Move over a little I can't see the screen

The man in the box speaks in high definition

Turn it up loud so I won't hear the screams

More about bad things the bad guys are doing

More about how I need what they sell

And right down the road they are building a prison

On the whole the economy's doing quite well

Give me the update, tell me again

Show me the difference between us and them

Give it a number between one and ten

Give me the headline

Give me the spin

A picture is fading inside of a wallet

Inside of a pocket in the pants of a man

Soggy with saltwater there in the dark

In a dead submarine from a faraway land

Saltwater runs down the face of a woman

As she thinks how he can't be all he could be

Need I point out the pointless pointing of fingers

And the point of a missile that's pointed at me?

Our side appears to be up for the moment

They taste defeat we decide they deserve

We shoot the horizon and catch our own bullets

And find it is only the hatred we serve

Give me the update, tell me again

Show me the difference between us and them

Give it a number between one and ten

Give me the headline

Give me the spin