Freed my mind in the oxygen tent
Sold my ass, now my trousers fit again
I blew my stash on hallucinogenes
You love my song, well I don't know what it means
Man, I need TV
When I've got my Morrissey
Have you seen the future of rock and roll?
All my friends do the model girl thing
So I found me one, now she wears my nose ring
She's really beautiful
But she's hung up on a jealousy kick
And I'm a renaissance man, but she just can't dig it
Man, I need TV
When I've got my Morrissey
Have you seen the future of rock and roll?
Do you believe that the war is really over?
Do you believe your coast is really clean?
And your valley is green?