Little People Lyrics

Little People lyrics

I feel again I'm coming home
To find the place I feel alone
My television
friends have gone
Now I can take my time to talk about them
They're nice
to me, they smile to me
They are what they'd like me to be
I let them
keep me company
And I don't even care what they're selling
They're only
selling
Look into these little boxes
Bluer weather, greener
grasses
Everyone has lost of money
Everyone's in style
Little people,
little houses
Happy living little lives
When they wake up with perfect
makeup
It makes me sick
Don't need a life of my own,
you know I'm so
satisfied
Deep in the screen they have made me believe
I'm so
pacified
They keep me asleep with each day they repeat
This life they
pretend to me
I took my television, unplugged it from the wall
Tiny
people crawling as I broke it on the floor
I put them in my pockets, took
them where they can't be found
then held them in my hands
Then I made
them do really bad things
Now I'm afraid to be at home
Because I fear I'm
not alone
My television friends of what they might be selling
What are
they selling