TV Casualty - Misfits

There are paint smears on everything I own

The vapor rub is lying on a table of filth

Christmas cards to which I never reply

My eyeballs absorb only blue filtered light

TV casualty, TV casualty

We’re all right

TV casualty, TV casualty

I wish they’d put Prince Namor on the tube

Hold on, I think I have to puke

There’s a spot in the corner where I always go

I like to feed the flies that I know

But please don’t feed my television screen

Please don’t feed my television screen

Please don’t feed my television screen

Please don’t feed my television screen

TV casualty, TV casualty

We’re all right

TV casualty, TV casualty

Babies in prison, they call it a womb

Nine month sentence, no parole

Slivers of steel stuck in your lungs

Breathe deep, we need a donor for blood

Jaguars at the cemetery

Cadillacs grazing at your grave

Zeniths grazing at your grave

Sonys grazing at your grave

TV casualty, TV casualty

We’re all right

TV casualty, TV casualty

We’re all right

TV casualty, TV casualty