T.V. SIN

Teacher tell me about tomorrow
I can't stand the sorrow that wears me down again
Teacher watch over the house now
Entertain the kids now
It'll be late when we get in

Just plug it in...Sit back and take it in
It's about my eyes, what I take in
It's about the size of my TV sin
It's about my prize, where I fit in
It's about my skin Oh my TV sin

Teacher tell me about yesterday
About the mess we made
And the guilt that comes with it
I guess I want some prophecy
To make some kind of sense to me
Ya gotta hurry cuz' the lights are dimmed

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Teacher tell me about the silver screen
About your icons and dreams
Your own self righteousness
I won't promise anything
As far as me listening
When our broadcast day transpires

So warm...Here in the rays it's so warm
Well it's so warm...here in the rays it's so warm

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