I'm standing in front of a TV set
And I don't think it's on 'cos I hear no sound
And I don't see a picture
Of Marilyn Monroe
Or Greta Garbo
Or somebody else who's famous
Don't even try to comprehend me
Babysat by the TV screen
Saturday morning has its own routine
I'm not alone when they're here with me
From Moose and Squirrel to The Mystery Machine
Boredom sets in, need something to to do
Flipping the switch, check a channel or two
Nothing's ever on, what else is new
But there's comfort in this glowing blue
Round in circles, down in flames
Realizing I'm to blame
I've had it
I'm done
Just battling myself
CAPTAIN CAVEMAN AND SON!!!!!
You can try but you'll find when you analyze
Procreate, propagate your psychic lies
There's no depth to the view on the TV screen
As I stare and I gaze and wait
'Til it becomes me
Don't even try to comprehend me
Sitting with remote control in hand
Eating stale food from a fresh tin can
Drink myself to sleep again
This hallowed glow is my only friend
(Standing In Front Of A) TV Set (feat. Alfred P. Dufour III) Video (MV)
Performed By: The Amoebas
Language: English
Length: 3:16
Written by: Alfred Dufour, Christopher Neal
The Amoebas - (Standing In Front Of A) TV Set (feat. Alfred P. Dufour III) Lyrics
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I'm standing in front of a TV set
And I don't think it's on 'cos I hear no sound
And I don't see a picture
Of Marilyn Monroe
Or Greta Garbo
Or somebody else who's famous
Don't even try to comprehend me
Babysat by the TV screen
Saturday morning has its own routine
I'm not alone when they're here with me
From Moose and Squirrel to The Mystery Machine
Boredom sets in, need something to to do
Flipping the switch, check a channel or two
Nothing's ever on, what else is new
But there's comfort in this glowing blue
Round in circles, down in flames
Realizing I'm to blame
I've had it
I'm done
Just battling myself
CAPTAIN CAVEMAN AND SON!!!!!
You can try but you'll find when you analyze
Procreate, propagate your psychic lies
There's no depth to the view on the TV screen
As I stare and I gaze and wait
'Til it becomes me
Don't even try to comprehend me
Sitting with remote control in hand
Eating stale food from a fresh tin can
Drink myself to sleep again
This hallowed glow is my only friend
And I don't think it's on 'cos I hear no sound
And I don't see a picture
Of Marilyn Monroe
Or Greta Garbo
Or somebody else who's famous
Don't even try to comprehend me
Babysat by the TV screen
Saturday morning has its own routine
I'm not alone when they're here with me
From Moose and Squirrel to The Mystery Machine
Boredom sets in, need something to to do
Flipping the switch, check a channel or two
Nothing's ever on, what else is new
But there's comfort in this glowing blue
Round in circles, down in flames
Realizing I'm to blame
I've had it
I'm done
Just battling myself
CAPTAIN CAVEMAN AND SON!!!!!
You can try but you'll find when you analyze
Procreate, propagate your psychic lies
There's no depth to the view on the TV screen
As I stare and I gaze and wait
'Til it becomes me
Don't even try to comprehend me
Sitting with remote control in hand
Eating stale food from a fresh tin can
Drink myself to sleep again
This hallowed glow is my only friend
Writer: Alfred Dufour, Christopher Neal
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