Lyrics

[Verse 1] Your picture of yourself is a media myth Underneath this floor we're on the edge of a cliff Someone told me Jesus was the devil's lover While we masturbated on a magazine cover [Pre-Chorus] Dead in the streets, who's that girl? Ireland screams, Africa burns Suburbia stumbles, the tides are turned I can feel the fear in the Western world [Chorus] I can feel the fear in the Western world I can feel the fear in the Western world I can feel the fear in the Western The Western world [Verse 2] Mama's still on valium, Daddy puts the news on TV orphans laugh at the confusion The audience finds itself on the stage Fifty million people in a state of decay [Pre-Chorus] Dead in the streets, who's that girl? Ireland screams, Africa burns Suburbia stumbles, the tides are turned I can feel the fear in the Western world [Chorus] I can feel the fear in the Western world I can feel the fear in the Western world I can feel the fear in the Western The Western world [Verse 3] The party goes on behind elevator doors While the elevator plummets from the 69th floor All the cars lost in the scrapyards of paradise The newspaper photographs have all come alive [Pre-Chorus] Dead in the streets, who's that girl? Ireland screams, Africa burns Suburbia stumbles, the tides are turned I can feel the fear in the Western world [Chorus] I can feel the fear in the Western world I can feel the fear in the Western world I can feel the fear in the Western The Western world [Chorus] I can feel the fear in the Western world I can feel the fear in the Western world I can feel the fear in the Western world I can feel the fear in the Western, the Western world