Letra de Howard Beale

What is finished it`s the individual that`s finished It`s the single, solitary human being that`s finished It`s every single one of you out there that`s finished Because this is no longer a nation of independent individuals The whole world is decoming humanoid - creatures that look human but aren`t So if you want the truth, go to your gurus, go to yourselves Because that`s the only place you`re ever going to find any real truth Because, man, you`re neve going to get any truth from us We deal in illusions man none of it is true But you people sit there day after day, night after night, all ages, colors, creeds In God`s name, your people are the real thing! We are the illusion!