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Look at the hottie in the tight jeans, Look at the pipe dreams, Look at the fat man bursting the seams Look at the captain with the galaxy, right off his balcony Look at the science and your alchemy Look at the sirens on the cop cars Look at the pop stars Look at the convicts filing the bars Look at the wife, look at the knife Look at the pom pom pom queen scream and screaming and run for her life Oh it's always right, the perfect light, the dark of night Give up the world, give up your life cos' you cannot fight the television Oooooh television television Ooooooh the television! Look at them trying to get the flag higher Look at the quagmire Look at the tread separate from the tyre Look at the junkie trying to get a gram Look at the betting man, Look at him folding on the better hand Letras de canciones Oh it's always right, the fearless light, the dark of night Give up the world, give up your life cos' you cannot fight the television Oooooh television television Ooooooh the television television Oh the television Look at me hypnotised and half alive (?) maybe its four or five some parts are sleeping some parts are paralysed just one more minute, just one more minute, I think I'm almost in it The television television Ooooooh television television Oooohh give me tits politicians Give me death and demolition Give me glamor and sedition From Letras Mania