Television rules the nation
And the nation don't rules the television
I Don't know what coma is
My questions are so sweet
The love is so daft
I'm punk for tonight
I read your mind
I need you
But I Don't know what
I F*cking say to be with you
Your so sweet
Piggy, Piggy, Love, Love!
Ah Ah Ah Ah
Ah Ah Ah Ah
Your so my love...
But you Don't love me...
Ah Ah Ah Ah
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