"The revolution will be televised. It'll fade to black before out eyes. The black and white of static snow will blend into a single glow. And colors on the

"The revolution will be televised. It'll fade to black before out eyes. The black and white of static snow will blend into a single glow. And colors on the telescreen will flood our rooms in brilliant schemes. And everything will be as one. The story ends a smoking gun." Closing stanza, 'Robot Candidate' by Ben Krieger (2008)[0] [0] http://www.songfight.org/songpage.php?key=robot_candidate http://www.songfight.org/songpage.php?key=robot_candidate