I see the beggar
On his hands and knees
And i watch the policeman
Beat him till he bleeds
I don«t know his name
But i look into his eyes
As the truncheon of the law crushes his face

Second hand emotions
Consumed on tv
Second hand obsessions
Are all that we need

Welcome to our new show
The future of reality tv
We bring into our home
Disasters never shown
That way before
Welcome to ground zero
Ground zero

We refill our empty souls
With emotions from the screen
We satisfy our blackest depths of our souls
While we sit and stare

The ulitmate experience of observation
Is watching history
While it happens

Welcome to our new show
The future of reality tv
We bring into our home
Disasters never shown that way before welcome to ground zero
Ground zero