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[Intro]
There is nothing wrong with your television set
Do not attempt to adjust the picture
We are controlling time mission [playing with the simultaneity of the word transmission]
If we wish to make it louder
We will turn up volume
If we wish to make it softer
We will tune it to a whisper
We will control the horizontal
We will control the vertical
We can hold the emission [[playing with the simultaneity of the word transmission]]
Make it flow
We can change the focus till his hearth blurred
Or sharpen when it is required
For the next hour sit quietly
And we will control all that you see and hear
We repeat there is nothing wrong with your television set
You are about to participate in a great adventure
You are about to experience the all and the mystery
Which reaches from the
Inner mind to the outer senses [?] [echoes]
[Lyrics]
Sound vibrations in the air
Can cause panic everywhere
Reduce tall buildings into dust
TV pictures to adjust
Oscillations in my head
All I hear is constant sound
Makes my brain - go round and round
Makes my brain - go round and round [Echoes round]