Luyện nghe bài hát T.V. Song

I've seen the stupid on thousands of our faces
watched my carelessly fall away
I fumbled for the right words to say
my brain is a mish-mash of mtv videos and vast and vacant spaces.
And I look around and see 1000 drooling idiots the fuckin' same as me.
been weened on Mr. Rogers
we all worship the tv that sucks our fuckin' imaginations our heads
and no one wants to see the of zombies in their fuckin' sick parade
marching forward to the of "house of style" and "singled out"
but i flip to it the same as you shitless on my couch
And why am i
it's because when i was up i saw everything played out
and i could the channel tirelessly
and I was so capable
my span shrunk to fit to the point
where I reject things that aren't syntheic blobs of
I want an easy answer I need a fuckin' all phrase
I have the time or the patience to read a book
and figure shit out for
when it's out for me as pain as fuckin' day
and with pretty flashing lights and to keep me entertained.
I'm like a dog trained by a box "like" and "totally" my day
and "i think i'm crazy man," has become fucking cliche
and i think I'm going or was i just raised that way
and I think hard about nothing as I stare off into
we need to turn our heads on 'cause our brains are getting soft,
so exercise your brain and turn the tv off, whoa.