I looked in the mirror then
Saw my face in a dream
With eyes sharp as diamonds
Blessed with clear vision
Things were not as they seemed
Black and White Television
Stared back from the wall
Is that my life?
Am I here at all?
Down in the High Road, see
Motor cavalcades glide
Past shopwindow dressers
Desperately covering
All the parts they can hide
Black and White Television
Stares at me again
Is that their lives?
Even dummies pretend
The truth is so hard to deny
The answer is here
The 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 sulk
In their Suzuki haze
In primary colours
(each year more startling)
But they still fade to grey
On Black and White Television
It's sweeping the land
Is that your life?
Do you understand?
Black and White Television
Back the right television
Black and White Television
Hard to fight television
Show me it's all a dream
Tonight