Television - Samiam

Leaves his mind there at five

He knows his work’s all done tonight

Doesn’t care about love greed or hate:

A beer and T.V. will disguise his fate

He moves his lips but nothing comes out

He clears his soul, but no one else could tell

Just one time he came along

Set aside all the things he knew

When all the peoples faces turned to gold

He found his thoughts and mind were sold

He moves his lips, but nothing comes out

He clears his soul, but no one else could tell