I looked in the mirror thensaw my face in a dream.With eyes sharp as diamondsBlessed with clear visionThings were not as they seemedBlack and White Televisionstared back from the wall.Is that my life?Am I here at all?Down in the High Road, seemotor cavalcades glidepast shopwindow dressersdesperately coveringall the parts they can hide.Black and White Televisionstares at me again.Is that their lives?Even dummies pretend.The truth is so hard to deny.The answer is hereThe screen never lies.Black and White Television.It's the right television.Show me it's all a dream tonight.The boys on the corner sulkin their Suzuki haze.In primary colours(each year more startling)but they still fade to greyon Black and White Television.It's sweeping the land.Is that your life?Do you understand?Black and White TelevisionBack the right televisionBlack and White TelevisionHard to fight televisionShow me it's all a dreamtonight.