text: Las maravillas del mundo
  Recuerdas un día 
  Del abismo de la existencia
  Recuerdos sumergentes
  Recuerdos de la tierra
  The sky was open and gorgeous
  The blue was a view but was tortured
  Chemtrails poke holes through commuters
  Swept, swept, we went to find water
  Tin can flew off to Mallorca
  The TV had said that you ought to
  The same show protested the order
  From fifty foot, cigs blow smoke cross the border
  To men that drowned holding their daughters
  And werent allowed refuge from the horrors
  The instruction was mutual borders
  I aint felt this world and its orbit
  Havent felt this world and its orbit
  TV runs the shows creds and goes dead
  Now its time to climb bed and be well-slept
  Sometimes I watch the TV in my head
  Sometimes I watch the TV in my head