Staring at the screen
I can never get enough
Oh baby give me
Some of that stuff
When the images
Come and infiltrate my soul
Supermarket gives me
A little control
I need my TV
Those silicon dreams
They come and release me
What else can it be
I gotta get freaky
Well don't you realize
That reality's a lie
Shampoo is conditioning my mind
Still the lonely man
Walks hopelessly behind
Daydreaming of different times oh yeah
And that's why
I need my TV
Those silicon dreams
They come and release me
What else can it be
I gotta get freaky

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