Frank Marino & Mahogany Rush - Window to the World Lyrics

The graves of one thousand men… an earthquake, then
The newsmen preen again
Fire falling down like rain… a hurricane
An adman makes a claim

I know that it's nothing I haven't seen before
Somewhere back on one through nine hundred sixty four
In my window to the world…

A warlord with rockets raised… a mob ablaze…
The latest gadget craze
A rampage inside a school… a drowning pool…
A salesman plays a fool

It's all become nothing we haven't seen before
Somewhere back on one through nine hundred sixty four
In my window to the world…

I can't take much more…
The killing floor… the face of misery
The failings of all mankind… in slow rewind…
Repeating endlessly

It's come to mean nothing but grist in the ratings wars
The same thing on one through nine hundred sixty four
In my window to the world…
In my window to the world…
In my window…
To the world…