Sitting down on a couch, you watch,a fucking slave to a TV show.
You thought before but you sat and dropped.
What did you learn?
You don't even know, now I kid myself but my eyes are glued on this thing.
It steals my time and wastes what I've learned.
I'm holding out for a better deal, for something real.
You know I'd like to say that I could spend a day at home with it left off.
How stong's our will?
I can't fit in with the ads I see.
They're better looking than me.
You try to look your best, but you'll never rest.
Think, it won't make you happy.
A standard set that I just cannot Live up to.
It steals my time and wastes what I've learned.
I'm holding out for a better deal, for something real.
You know I'd like to say that I could spend a say at home with it left off.
How stong's our will
Our Lives are led by TV shows, you know it's true.
Instead of thinking we play Donkey Kong.
There's nothing wrong with that.
We're made to think life is like a game show.
So here we go again.
The one who dies with the most toys is the one who wins.
I just can't stand it.
Sitting down on a couch, you watch, a fucking slave to a TV show.
You thought before but you sat and dropped.
What did you learn?
You don't even know.
Is it a brain vacation, or mental masturbation?
It steals my time and wastes what I've learned.
I'm holding out for some reality.
I'd like to say that I could spend a day at home with it left off.
How stong 's our will?
Writer(s): Traditional (pd), Walter Schreifels
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