TV Tan

I'm living on a land-minemy body's ticking away, my cartoon eyelidsand my skin, a sickly greyand if
I waited by the 'phone line
I'd wait a couple of days so
I'm here lyingon my bed, until
I fadeI flick the channels one to one,
I flick them through againand all the time
I'm dreaming better days
CHORUS:and now
I see no sun,
I see no life behind my one-track mindhere
I need no fun,
I need no time to find a new designmove along
I'm working on my 3-
D TV tansoftso
KO - I need another showsoftso
KO - it's just a part of the plansoftso
KO - there's only me and my
TV Tansome day maybe
I'll call you
I'll see whenever
I'm free.. maybe
Tuesday, when there's nothing on
TV20 Regal and a 4-pack
I guess I'm set for the night and anti-social, to keep in shape, thin and white
I light a smoke, and in'tween tokes, consult the
TV guidethe bible for the pig who stays inside
CHORUSthinning,
I'm thinning and insanely grinningand fools peeringout of my
TV try hard to be funnyunfortunate for methey start to entertain ye
I'm living on a land-mine, the kind that never ignitesand
I'm here waiting, here for nothing...
CHORUS