Polemic - TV lyrics

When I looked through the window I saw things I couldn't believe People running over each other No one cares about the other Everyone's got a machine gun Chorus: I changed my mind I couldn't watch this I changed my mind and I changed the channel and I changed the channel on my TV set Hot sun, a desert caravan, grey camels move across yellow sand with a few ghosts Bedouins dressed in white, dressed in black, red stains, not happy, they're like very tired They're driven out of their home, starving, begging for salvation, looking to the motionless Heavens, but there's just a roaring bomber bringing more of the same Chorus: Sólo: Standing at my window Looking out at the little kids Playing with their dogs Playing with their friends Together, friendly and happy Tell me Mr. World is it necessary To teach our children to teach our children to fight, to hate To carry a gun and to show them how to k** I took the remote control Pushed down, pushed the red trigger And I turned off the devil, the devil called the TV