Lyrics:

Buzzing from watching others', dramatic lives
As the TV slyly stares at me
Body piercings like those of
Ancient Egyptian kinky slave prisoners fly at me

Placing a thorn upon her head
Slashing her wrist, rolling around on her cavity
Being chased by little kids
Playing miniature toy accordions, her destiny

I abhor the whore, who calls herself reality
Reality TV
I abhor the whore, who calls herself reality
Reality TV

Fundamentally mental
Deprived of meaning, hedonistic theatrical entropy
The gaining of lost confidence
From the failures of others cheering 'No, that can't be me'

I abhor the whore who calls herself reality
Reality TV
I abhor the whore who calls herself reality
Reality TV

(Ahh ahh ahh ahh ahh ahh)
(Ahh ahh ahh ahh ahh ahh)
A genetically mysterious horde of specimens
Sharing their empty lives with me
(Ahh ahh ahh ahh ahh ahh)
Grammatically inept common denominators
Destroying all of life's mystery

Body piercings, those of
The ancient kinky Egyptian slave prisoners fly at me
Nipples, tongues, testicle, cheeks
Nipples, tongues, testicle, cheeks

The sexually oblique ritual was just called glee

Body piercings, those of
The ancient kinky Egyptian slave prisoners fly at me
Nipples, tongues, testicle, cheeks
Nipples, tongues, testicle, cheeks

The sexually oblique ritual was just called glee
Gleeeeeee...

Buzzing from watching others' dramatic lies
As the TV slyly stares at me

I abhor the whore, who calls herself reality
Reality TV
I abhor the whore, who calls herself reality
Reality TV

I abhor the whore, who calls herself
Reality
I abhor the whore, who calls herself
Reality