Flat Top - Goo Goo Dolls

Flat top intervention

Bringin’home the new invention

See it there in pieces on the ground

A television war between the cynics and the saints

Flip the dial and that’s whose side you’re on Ah, sleeping on the white house lawn ain’t never changed a thing

Look at all the washed out hippie dreams

And it’s fallin’all around us Is this some kind of joke they’re trying to pull on us?

Fallin’all around us

I’ll turn my head off for a while

The tabloid generation’s lost

Choking on it’s fear

Used to be that’s all we had to fear

And conscience keeps us quiet while the crooked love to speak

There’s knowledge wrapped in blankets on the street.

A visionary coward says that anger can be power

As long as there’s a victim on tv And my dirty dreams all come alive

On my tv screen

And assasination plots

Show me what i haven’t got

Show me what i love, and who i’m s’posed to be Show me everything i need

Show it all to me Show it all to me