Lyrics

When I’m alone

    and the real world is remote

I’m riding waves of sound + vision

    and try to stay afloat

I can count on you

    as long as the power is on

to open up my eyes

    and make watching so much fun

Love and sex & action & death

    you represent the most

You 40-channelled wonderbox

    a machine to kill the ghost

In black and white you look so good

    in colours like a dream

Every day we get so close

    and soon I’ll kiss your screen

 

I’m in remote control

     when I turn on your world

And remotely lose control

    when your world turns me on

You & I can tell a vision

    of a perfect deal 

my faithful television

    I’m sucking for what you reveal

 

Maybe I should leave you

    switch off for good to not go blind

and save the remaining virtue

    of my eyes and mind

Work and play and read and write

    and love and learn I know

But you compete so very well

    I’m devoted to your show

 

I’m in remote control

    when I turn on your world

And remotely lose control

    when your world turns me on

You & I can tell a vision

    of a perfect deal (that’s ideal)

My lovely television

    are you for real?

My perfect television

    I’m a sucker for what you reveal!

 

(Don’t be jealous on my cell-phone and PC!

It’s just not the same love

Hmm, we could just break up for a while)

Story

From the same session as Teach Me To Believe and again I played the live drums. Morten threw in a guitar part (like in the old Terry-days). I had the style of Ultravox in my mind and re-wrote the chords of the verse later on. The song was originally titled Tele-Wisdom or Tell-a-Vision. That subject is still relevant.