Sometimes I find another world Inside my mind When I realise The crazy things we do It makes me feel ashamed to be alive It makes me wanna run away and hide It's all 'bout the money It's all 'bout the dum dum... And I don't think It's funny To see us fade away It's all 'bout the money It's all 'bout the dum dum... And I think we got it all wrong anyway We find strange ways of showing Them how much we really care When in fact We just don't seem to care at all This pretty world Is getting out of hand So tell me how we fail to understand? It's all 'bout the money It's all 'bout the dum dum... And I don? t think It? s funny To see us fade away It's all 'bout the money It's all 'bout the dum dum... And I think we got it all wrong anyway Anyway Cause it's all 'bout the money It's all 'bout the money It's all 'bout the dum dum... And I don't think it's funny To see us fade away It's all 'bout the money It's all 'bout the dum dum... And I think we got it all wrong Anyway It's all 'bout the money It's all 'bout the dum dum... And I don't think it's funny To see us fade away It's all 'bout the money It's all 'bout the dum dum... And I think we got it all wrong anyway Anyway

Livin'all alone in a big apartment I got cash, I'm independent But who am I? And where's the magic? I've asked all the questions But I never find the answer Not until I'm free, I can't stand it I wanna make love to you I'm tired of being told (Of) what to think or say or do I wanna make love to you I'm tired of it all I just want someone to hold Lovin' is a game in the year 2000 We've been told by the 90's trailers You visit me, I visit you In the future We don't live together All I gotta do is to read the paper The monopoly of views, I can't stand it I wanna make love to you I'm tired of being told (Of) what to think or say or do I wanna make love to you I'm tired of it all I just want someone to hold

Sometimes I find another world Inside my mind When I realise The crazy things we do It makes me feel ashamed to be alive It makes me wanna run away and hide It's all 'bout the money It's all 'bout the dum dum... And I don't think It's funny To see us fade away It's all 'bout the money It's all 'bout the dum dum... And I think we got it all wrong anyway We find strange ways of showing Them how much we really care When in fact We just don't seem to care at all This pretty world Is getting out of hand So tell me how we fail to understand? It's all 'bout the money It's all 'bout the dum dum... And I don? t think It? s funny To see us fade away It's all 'bout the money It's all 'bout the dum dum... And I think we got it all wrong anyway Anyway Cause it's all 'bout the money It's all 'bout the money It's all 'bout the dum dum... And I don't think it's funny To see us fade away It's all 'bout the money It's all 'bout the dum dum... And I think we got it all wrong Anyway It's all 'bout the money It's all 'bout the dum dum... And I don't think it's funny To see us fade away It's all 'bout the money It's all 'bout the dum dum... And I think we got it all wrong anyway Anyway

You're itching from the fever You get from your receiver Forever gonna be there Always tuning in the news On your radio hoping for A brainstorm bullet Write a letter to a talk show Hosted by a one eyed ghost Don't deny imagination In a hopeless situation Hide in your own pocket Ride your silver rocket Sing a simple song Nothing can go wrong Pop & Television turns you on Electric meditation strong enough To be my little doll Pop & Television sings your song And never tells you You are wrong And that's what really turns you on Acting really brave Cuz you know you got it made Another pop slave always Looking for a dream on your life screen A little something in between You're throwing out yourself on the net Rocking with a three legged mermaid Sadness can be education Madness perfect explanation Hide in your own pocket Ride your silver rocket Sing a simple song Nothing can go wrong Pop & Television turns you on Electric meditation strong enough To be my little doll Pop & Television sings your song And never tells you You are wrong And that's what really turns you on Buy your pleasure friend Play it 'til the end Then you start again Without the lonely desperation A brand new guaranteed relation You'll be a famous star A perfect what you are Funny situation Enjoy your reputation, now Pop & Television turns you on Electric meditation strong enough To be my little doll Pop & Television sings your song And never tells you You are wrong And that's what really turns you on