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There are paint smears on everything I own |
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The vapor rub is lying on a table of filth |
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Christmas cards to which I never reply |
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My eyeballs absorb only blue filtered light |
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TV casualty, TV casualty |
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We're all right |
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TV casualty, TV casualty |
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I wish they'd put Prince Namor on the tube |
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Hold on, I think I have to puke |
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There's a spot in the corner where I always go |
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I like to feed the flies that I know |
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But please don't feed my television screen |
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Please don't feed my television screen |
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Please don't feed my television screen |
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Please don't feed my television screen |
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TV casualty, TV casualty |
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We're all right |
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TV casualty, TV casualty |
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Babies in prison, they call it a womb |
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Nine month sentence, no parole |
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Slivers of steel stuck in your lungs |
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Breathe deep, we need a donor for blood |
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Jaguars at the cemetery |
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Cadillacs grazing at your grave |
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Zeniths grazing at your grave |
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Sonys grazing at your grave |
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TV casualty, TV casualty |
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We're all right |
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TV casualty, TV casualty |
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We're all right |
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TV casualty, TV casualty |
