(M. Spohn, R. Peinelt, A. Torkler)  (from the album "InFormation", 1995)  we live in a world where information comes on 24 hours a day  and no-one' got a chance to escape, no-one can look away  for every theme its own big channel on reality TV  sports and war and so much more - we take part in history  but everything has got its price so it must be commercialized  it must be commercialized - oh yes, it must be commercialized  and now: it's time for a commercial break!  yeah, everything is ultra, everything is supra  it's mega, it's light and better than ever, so buy it now or never  but you should buy it before you ain't got the time anymore  cause when the ultra-time increases speed it may be too late tomorrow  so buy it now and you will never have sorrow  the ultra-time has come but it is more like a bad dream  when history's dirty scenes happen live on the TV screen  emotionless the people stare at people dying in a war  perverted entertainment, even religion's sold like a whore  when the viewers sit next to the pilot in a flying F-15  the bomb that we just dropped was sponsored by candy chocolate cream  the Nielsen rating was almost perfect at eighty-four percent  and the prices of the slots for spots were raised to an unbelievable  extent  newsflash on ENTV, and these are the events:  ENTV purchased broadcasting rights for the war against Cardassia  for this project FS satellite 5 was launched successfully today  two hundred billion dollar sponsoring contracts guarantee best quality  telecast will be on 24 hours a day on ENTV's network 3  I had a frightening dream last night  in holophonic sound and colours like real so bright  they launched a satellite to air the final show of shows  and somewhere in another galaxy  the creatures didn't watch TV, they listened to the radio instead  where the newsman said:  in our neighbour galaxy something happened yesterday  an accident occured but nothing dangerous comes our way  and in our world there are just the leaders of the former big states  on their lonely flight in space in bunkers, radiation-save  cause someone pressed the button  it's the last thing he has done  and now the Mars is number three eclipsing our sun  pictures of some TV scenes in my head  all a proove that this world is going mad  harm, hurt and injury have become triviality  with fascination we see devastation  the bitter truth lies deep inside the mentality of the human race  and we all have lost the good taste of style and grace  noone anymore needs fantasy cause now there is reality-TV  it shows us live from everywhere the entertaining art of brutality