| Television, television, television, television
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| Television, television, television, television
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| Oh yeah, I want to bask in your golden light
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| Submerge in electric waves
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| I need my connection
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| To the world outside
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| The world outside is buzzing like an angry wasp in summer
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| The candidates are running and the son of God is coming
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| Crackle mental convolutions tune in to the revolution
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| Whereby everyone’s included so we never gotta be alone
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| Television, television, television, television
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| Television, television, television, television
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| Oh yeah, I want to bathe in your golden light
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| Submerge in electric waves
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| I need my injection
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| From the world outside
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| Every atom of my body, blood, sinew, bone and fiber
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| I can’t distill you from my blood, you’re like a hungry germ inside of me
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| You’re my lover, my heroine, my conscience, and my voice and
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| I know now that I have learned to let you in, I will never have to be alone
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| Television, television, television, television
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| Television, television, television, television
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| Oh yeah, I want to bathe in your golden light
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| Submerge in electric waves
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| I’d take after my mother but she’s from a different generation
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| I prefer my big brother, he’s so gentle and understanding
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| And I learn what I can by the television light
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| So that when I’m all alone I know it’s gonna be alright
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| Television, television, television, television
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| Television, television, television, television |