No TV

In my depression, I ate a Big Mac too fast I almost choked, oh, I'm such a joke And I'm not cool enough or French enough No Royale with cheese, I'm stale, bread, no butter I'm planning my suicide for a week As I recount every single blow to my head Oh, how I'd like to be dead but I want children first Some money and a nice new car Not a cat, I'm a pizza rat and now I must fend for myself I'm dirty and diseased and no one wants to pet me but I'll outlast your kind, I swear I'm waiting for my vindication I'm misunderstood and underwhelming and I look like a Zoey but I'm really a Skywalker Oh my god, I'm just likе my father No TV No TV No TV No TV Yeah Yeah No TV No TV No TV No TV Yеah Yeah Whoo Huh Oh Yeah