Searching for a scene
To cling to, to fit in
But the choice of entertainment
Still seems the same as when we were young
With my remote control
I surf the waves and local scene-sters
But reception is all so fuzzy now
Coat-hanger days can't bend me to fit in with you
Condemned to my TV, I watch the same old channels
The stars of every scene have poorly scripted screenplays
Remote won't change a thing, it's still the same old battle
That I find myself in
I'm living reruns
Documentaries
Mean more to me than your sitcoms do
But the history channel
Keeps calling me to watch more episodes
Condemned to my TV, I watch the same old channels
The stars of every scene have poorly scripted screenplays
Remote won't change a thing, it's still the same old battle
I've seen this, this scene before
When I was young and immature
Condemned to my TV, I watch the same old channels
The stars of every scene have poorly scripted screenplays
Remote won't change a thing, it's still the same old battle
That I find myself in
I'm living reruns
I'm living reruns
I'm living reruns