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Tits On Television

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Lyrics

They sell rock on television
For all the reasons rock was made
Rock sells sex to high school freshmen
Virginity is overplayed
Educate the best and brightest
Lose the future in the past
Sex sells rocks to some poor fucker
Whose brain is beaten and eyes are glassed

Everything in its right place
Hand in mouth and fist in face
And in the end, all that's true
Is someone you don't know owns you

They put tits on television
They get a good rise out of you
You can drool on TV dinners
It makes them taste a bit like food
I can't stand the stench of human
We're all rich and we're all rude
There's no pain how we're living
We're nervous, ignorant, and nude

This is honesty in spades
We can shovel up this way
Asphault for the ass we save
Soon we'll start to feel the pain