In the middle of a C-Fax comedy,With the aid of siliconology,I push my video back into the wall above my head,I take a pill and I fall into my bed.I miss my friend so I call her on the phone,We talk a while about the future of the cloneAnd as the picture fades and all is silent once againI find I'm staring at the contents of my home.Those Plastic streets don't offer consolationThe only add to your isolation... Living in the Western, living in the Western, Living in the Western world...I seem to feel a little lonely in the night,I tap a rhythm on the panel on my rightAnd as I watch the colours swirling round upon my wallI sit and wonder at the marvel of it all... Living in the Western, living in the Western, Living in the Western world...