From the recording Lunar Ticks Presents

Lyrics

you’re not my tv
you can’t tell me what to do
my eyes are white screens
they tell my body not to move
and I can’t change the channel
because commercials run in circles
til they melt into one

You walk fast to class with your face in your phone
and pass an old friend act like you didn’t see them
when the world is projected from the palm of your hand
it makes it hard to believe its not that small
and there’s ten times more than you could ever remember
but there’s definitely one picture you’d like to forget

you’re not my tv
you can’t tell me what to do
my eyes are white screens
they tell my body not to move

computers and cellphones make me feel so alone
can we go back to the days of a 50’s tv show?
all the jokes got laughs and cigarettes weren’t bad
and the jukebox could make those square kids dance

you’re not my tv
you can’t tell me what to do
my eyes are white screens
they tell my body not to move

you said you were parched so you grabbed a starbucks large cup
and brought it back to your studio apartment
you live on the second floor sure it costs a little more
but you could never ever live in a garden
starving artists can’t afford to eat out
but i saw you having lunch at the italian place uptown

you got spaghetti
all over your shirt how uncool
maybe that can be
your latest fashion statement
I know the world is waiting
to see what you do next
so sprinkle on some parmesan
and give me a fork

I can’t change the channel
even if i wanted to
you can’t tell me
what to do