Freed my mind in the oxygen tent Sold my ass, now my trousers fit again I blew my stash on hallucinogenes You love my song, well I don't know what it means Man, I need TV When I've got my Morrissey Have you seen the future of rock and roll? All my friends do the model girl thing So I found me one, now she wears my nose ring She's really beautiful But she's hung up on a jealousy kick And I'm a renaissance man, but she just can't dig it Man, I need TV When I've got my Morrissey Have you seen the future of rock and roll? Do you believe that the war is really over? Do you believe your coast is really clean? And your valley is green?