I sit in front of this TV And I can feel it swallow me Dull my brain and steal my soul Seduce me til my heart is cold You can watch a student die Or a plane fall from the sky In a thousand dollar dress Are glamour girls with plastic breasts See our cripples, blind and deaf With your money make them blessed Let us show them that you care You only see them once a year
God is here, He talks to me And through the man whose tears preach Show me something I can buy So God will keep me high and dry
Is it real, I don't know Turn it off, where do they go? Is it real, can you tell Apparitions hot from hell
Black Rock me girls on video Dance sex with me on tipi toe Beauty without tenderness And they ridicule in a tiny dress Only seven miles away Lie victims of that black brigade Three boys are shot and one is dead As I stretch out on my bed
God is here, He talks to me And through the man whose tears preach Show me something I can buy So God will keep me high and dry
Is it real, I don't know Turn it off, where do they go? Is it real, can you tell Apparitions hot from hell
They're dying, dying in my room They're laughing and they're dancing too Crying, lost everything they own And smiling on big Bob's game show I'll go for the car, Bob, I'll go for the car I want the car, Bob, I want the car
Behind the glass, inside the light What is on the box tonight?
Is it real, I don't know Turn it off, where do they go? Is it real, can you tell Apparitions hot from hell
I'm attending every day The clinic of the cathode rayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
