Losers on the News
Kaurna Cronin Lyrics
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And there ain't no sign of relief
When the right kind of resistance
Fuels political disease
Lay your guns down at the table
Next to where they write the facts
There's no surprise it's only fiction now
'Cause all around is too much repetition
Turning circles time and time again
We are bound to turn in new directions
No more kissing of the barrels
No more staring straight ahead
No more useless conversations while everybody's glued
To pointless confrontation where everybody loses
Politicians ain't in parliament,
They're just losers on the news
Yeah yeah yeah
They're just losers on the news
Count the cameras as a weapon
They don't care who they shoot
Trading thoughts for television
Take a guess who's gonna be capturing you
'Cause all around is too much repetition
Turning circles time and time again
We are bound to turn in new directions
No more kissing of the barrels
No more staring straight ahead
No more useless conversations while everybody's glued
To pointless confrontation where everybody loses
Politicians ain't in parliament,
They're just losers on the news
Yeah yeah yeah
They're just losers on the news
The opening lines of the song "Losers on the News" by Kaurna Cronin immediately set a tone of despair and frustration. The reference to torment at its best and the lack of relief suggests a feeling of being trapped in a cycle of political turmoil and resistance without a clear way out. The mention of political disease implies that the current state of affairs is detrimental and toxic, with resistance only serving to perpetuate the problem.
The imagery of laying guns down at the table next to where facts are written highlights the contrast between violence and truth. The lyrics suggest a disillusionment with the media and the political system, where truth has been replaced by fiction and voices are silenced. The inability to speak out or challenge the narrative further adds to the sense of hopelessness and powerlessness felt by the singer.
The repeated theme of repetition and turning in circles reflects a sense of stagnation and frustration with the status quo. The call for new directions and the rejection of violence and pointless conversations indicate a desire for change and a break from the destructive patterns that have been established. The mention of politicians as losers on the news symbolizes a disillusionment with the leadership and the way they are portrayed in the media.
The references to cameras as weapons and the capturing of individuals by the media highlight the manipulative power of mass communication and the potential for surveillance and control. The lyrics underscore a critique of how media influences public perception and perpetuates harmful narratives. The final lines reiterate the idea that politicians are portrayed as losers in the news, emphasizing a sense of disconnect between the reality of governance and its portrayal in the media. Overall, the song conveys a sense of frustration with the current political landscape and a desire for change and accountability.
Line by Line Meaning
It's torment at it's best
The situation is at its most distressing
And there ain't no sign of relief
And there is no indication of any relief
When the right kind of resistance
When the appropriate form of resistance
Fuels political disease
Drives the spread of political corruption
Lay your guns down at the table
Put your weapons down on the table
Next to where they write the facts
Besides where they report the truth
There's no surprise it's only fiction now
It's not surprising that it's all lies now
You realise you can't say anything back
You realize you can't speak up
'Cause all around is too much repetition
Because everything is repeating too often
Turning circles time and time again
Going around in circles repeatedly
We are bound to turn in new directions
We are destined to head in new paths
No more kissing of the barrels
No more cozying up to weapons
No more staring straight ahead
No more looking blindly forward
No more useless conversations while everybody's glued
No more pointless talks while everyone is distracted
To pointless confrontation where everybody loses
To meaningless conflicts where everyone suffers
Politicians ain't in parliament,
Politicians are not truly representing the parliament
They're just losers on the news
They are only failures in the media
Count the cameras as a weapon
Consider cameras as a tool for manipulation
They don't care who they shoot
They do not care who they target
Trading thoughts for television
Exchanging authenticity for TV ratings
Take a guess who's gonna be capturing you
Guess who will be controlling your narrative
Politicians ain't in parliament,
Politicians are not truly representing the parliament
They're just losers on the news
They are only failures in the media
Lyrics © Budde Music Publishing GmbH, Sentric Music
Written by: KAURNA CRONIN
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