Eye on the the TV Cause tragedy thrills me Whatever flavor it happens to be, like Killed by the husband Drowned by the ocean Shot by his own son She used a poison in his tea And kissed him goodbye That's my kind of story It's no fun 'til someone dies | | Don't look at me like I am a monster Frown out your one face, But with the other Stare like a junkie Into the TV Stare like a zombie |
While the mother holds her child Watches him die Hands to the sky crying, Why, oh why? | | Cause I need to watch things die From a distance Vicariously I live While the whole world dies You all need it too, don't lie |
Why can't we just admit it? Why can't we just admit it? We won't give pause until the blood is flowing Neither the brave nor bold Are right as the story's told We won't give pause until the blood is flowing | | I need to watch things die From a good safe distance Vicariously I live While the whole world dies You all feel the same, so Why can't we just admit it? |
Blood like rain falling down Drum on brave and proud Part vampire, Part warrior Carnivore and voyuer Stare at the transmittal Sing to the death rattle | | La, la, la, la, la, la-la-lie |
Credulous at best Your desire to believe in Angels in the hearts of men But pull your head on out Your head please and give a listen Shouldn't have to say it all again The universe is hostile, so impersonal Devour to survive so it is, So it's always been | | We all feed on tragedy It's like blood to a vampire |
Vicariously I... Live while the whole world dies Much better you than I |