What You Don't Know

John farnham, phil buckle, and ross fraser



Manufacture of consent

Turn your fiction into fact

The story's more important than the truth

Selective information sold

Won't tell us what we should know

The printed word is set with biased hands



There it is in black and white



What you can't see, and don't hear

What you don't know hurts you

What is not said, but instead

What you don't know hurts you



And war look like a tv game

Entertaining frame by frame

But do we ever really know the score

Cover up and change the view

Suggest the side that we should choose

On the air, your own official truth



There it is on satellite



What you can't see, and don't hear

What you don't know hurts you

What is not said, but instead

What you don't know hurts you



What you're not told, but are sold

What you don't know hurts you

What is not shown, won't be known

What you don't know hurts you



What you see, what you hear

What you read

What you don't know hurts



The safety of complacency

Imagination, scarcity

The camera is asleep on my tv

Opinions formed from what i'm fed

From subtitles that i've read

I read the words

But not between the lines



I heard it on the air tonight



What you can't see, and don't hear

What you don't know hurts you

What is not said, but instead

What you don't know hurts you



What you can't see, and don't hear

What you don't know hurts you

What is not said, but instead

What you don't know hurts you


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