| LYRICS I turned on my TV today To discover to my dismay They've pumped the pornographic life inside my house So what sort of world is this? Where we've come to accept the views of misfits Can't live inside this circus anymore Time to shut it out Shut it off Shut it down I'm afraid you don't know my mind I'm afraid that you are not my kind There are eyes watching all of the time Even in our private moments Oh, we're responsible I turned on my TV today Horrified to see what they Have done to just get our attention Talk show quacks and vile queens Drama intended to demean Endless talk from a body bourgeoise Shut off my TV today Shut off the tales of gore Walked out of an empty room I shut the open door... |
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