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