Newspapers and magazines Folding up the news Tossed it at a TV screen Then we followed suit Of satellites and submarines Piled by my door They fabricated a colour scheme They blanket up the war Woh-uh-oh Woh-uh-oh What's a fact? Woh-uh-oh Woh-uh-oh What an act? Newspapers and magazines Remind me every day That white and black can turn to green If you march in the street Of satellites and submarines Up piled by the door They're covered now in gasoline To keep my fingers warm Woh-uh-oh Woh-uh-oh What's a fact? Woh-uh-oh Woh-uh-oh What an act? What's a fact? What's a guess?