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 lineI'd wait a couple of days so I'm here lyingon my bed, until I fade I 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 tanso so KO - I need another showso so KO - it's just a part of the planso so KO - there's only me and my TV Tan some day maybe I'll call youI'll see whenever I'm free.. maybe Tuesday, when there's nothing on TV20 Regal and a 4-packI 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 [CHORUS]thinning, 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]