Time to pull out the plugs
But we run out of la-la-la-la-la-love
But we're being deserted, or let loose
I've just seen the dead walk by
and they don't seem jealous of my life
Let's take heart, see white lies, call it truth

Television's over
Television's over

Now I sat on the shore
Now I sat on the edge of some adventure
Now we have to close our eyes and jump

Now we have no guiding light, I know it sees our own sight
Take heart, take hope, trust now

Television's over
Television's over

Another close down
Another let down
Another break down
Until we wind down
We're just echoes
We're reflected
Tonight I see the screen
With other pictures on it
Time to pull out the plugs
Time to look above
Confused by science
Or just confused

Now brave men walk into
For tonight they die and that just leaves you
Take heart, see white lies, call it truth

Television's over
Television's over
Now I feel no hunger
I feel no hunger
We feel no hunger
We feel no hunger
We feel no hunger