T.V. On

Come into my room

Come into my shrine

I got 40 televisions

All going at the same time

We don't need to go to clubs or parties anymore

We just lie right here on the floor

Television

Oh television

Let's do it with the T.V. on

With the T.V. on

We can stay awake in steamy glitter dreams

Flick a switch a change in every scene

Don't ya love it when we lose control

Just you and me....mmm electric soul

The transmission is coming through so clear tonight

The satellites they must know the meaning of life

Some people go to London

Some people go too far

We don't have to move

It's the state of art

See the way they watch us

See the way they kiss

We can speak in tongues

We don't have to move our lips

Television

Television