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Thank you for your bounty. Show what's been destroyed And the skin is unblemished On every girl and boy. The sun shines on you 300 days a year. And life is good, When you play off fear. Ain't got no time For what you're selling. Ain't got no time For how good you're smelling. Tie a yellow ribbon Round the anchors chair. And you can't trust anyone With out good hair. High heels, lipstick, and no panty lines. We'll read the news Then it's miller time. [x2] I'm sick of television. I'm sick of television. I'm sick of television. I'm sick of you. [x2] From Letras Mania