A Balladeer - Reality TV lyrics

Buzzing from watching others dramatic lives As the TV slyly stares at me Body piercings, like those of Ancient Egyptians kinky slave prisoners fly at me Placing a thorn upon her head Slashing her wrist, rowing around on her cavity Being chased by little kids Playing miniature toy accordions, her destiny I abhor the who*e who calls herself reality, reality TV I abhor the who*e who calls herself reality, reality TV Fundamentally mental, deprived of meaning, Hedonistic theatrical entropy The gaining of lost confidence, From the failures of others cheering "No, that can't be me" I abhor the who*e who calls herself reality, reality TV I abhor the who*e who calls herself reality, reality TV A genetically mysterious horde of specimens, Sharing their empty lives with me Grammatically inept common denominators, Destroying all of life's mystery Body piercings, those of Ancient kinky Egyptians slave prisoners fly at me Nipples, tongues, testicles, cheeks Nipples, tongues, testicles, cheeks The s**ually oblique ritual was just called glee Body piercings, those of Ancient kinky Egyptians slave prisoners fly at me Nipples, tongues, testicles, cheeks Nipples, tongues, testicles, cheeks The s**ually oblique ritual was just called glee Buzzing from watching others dramatic lies As the TV slyly stares at me I abhor the who*e who calls herself reality, reality TV I abhor the who*e who calls herself reality, reality TV I abhor the who*e who calls herself reality I abhor the who*e who calls herself reality