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Doctor, Doctor, what is wrong with me This supermarket life is getting long what is the heart life of a color tv what is the shelf life of a teenage queen Ooooh western woman, Ooooh western girl News hound sniffs the air, when Jessica Hahn goes down He latches on to that symbol of detatchment Attracted by the peeling away of feeling The celebrity of the abused shell, the belle Ooooh western woman, Oooooh western girl Ooooh western woman, Oooooh western girl And the children of Melrose strut their stuff is absolute zero cold enough and out in the valley, warm and clean the little ones sit by their tv screen no thoughts to think, no tears to cry all sucked dry, down to the very last breathe bartender what is wrong with me, why am i so out of breathe the captain said excuse me ma'am the species has amused itself to death amused itself to death it has amused itself to death amused itself to death we watched a tragedy unfold we did as we were told we bought and sold it was the greatest show on earth but then it was over we ohhed and awed we drove our racing cars we ate our last few jars of caviar and somewhere out there in the stars a keen eyed look out spied a flickering light our last hurrah our last hurrah and when they found our shadows grouped round the tv sets they ran down every lead they repeated every test they checked out all the data on their list and then the alien anthropologist admitted they were still perplexed but on eliminating every other reason for our sad demise they logged the only explanation left this species has amused itself to death no tears to cry, no feelings left the species has amused itself to death amused itself to death Get This Ringtone

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