Standing on the stairs, as clear as a bell
I hear the same TV show beamed into every cell
From one room to the next there's a slight delay
It's such a distance to cover, just a few feet away

So many people in such isolation
The masses have crumbled into atomisation
You want human interest and a sense of community?
Just pick up the remote and switch on the TV

chorus:
Everybody says the world needs to change
But no-one makes a move to make it happen
Everybody says it all needs rearranging
Well if not us then who, if not now, then when, yeah?

Horrors in the news, but at least it's not you, yeah
There's always someone worse off and that's a real comfort
Strangers and foreigners suffer pain and abuse, yeah
Still, you tell yourself, they probably deserve it

Oh it's so easy to curl up and ignore it
Try and kid yourself that it's not your problem
And maybe if you're lucky it'll never touch you
Maybe if you're lucky you'll slip by