The Secret Of Television Lyrics by Bad Examples

The Secret Of Television Lyrics

    You and me - let's join the enemy
    Fly to paris, plan a bank robbery
    I've got the tickets, let's pick up some cigarettes
    Grab your jacket, the wind is blowing cold
    I've got this contact, he's ready for action
    We've got to cut while the knife is still sharp
    Crime does not pay, but this time it's different
    One week in france and count your money in the dark
    (chorus)
    Don't try to tell me you never dreamed about it
    Don't try to tell me you never wondered how it felt
    The world is full of dreamers... it's the secret of television
    I don't want your television i want real bullets

    Just our luck -- we were born in suburbia
    Raised on sunshine and white bread sin
    I think it's time we got some dirt under our fingernails
    I think it's time we got some blood under our skin
    I got this cancer burning inside of me
    9 to 5, income tax, taking their toll
    Get you some heroin, get me a prostitute
    We'll sleep much easier with evil in our souls

    Chorus

    What if we die? that'd be a pity
    It's been years since i saw you this young
    Maybe we'll take our share, run to venezuela
    Buy a fleet of jaguars, race 'em in the sun

    Chorus

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