Vicarious

Eye on the TV'Cause tragedy thrills meWhatever flavor it happens to be likeKilled by the husbandDrowned by the oceanShot by his own sonShe used a poisonIn his teaAnd kissed him goodbyeThat's my kind of storyIt's no fun until someone diesDon't look at me likeI am a monsterFrown out your one faceBut with the otherStare like a junkieInto the TVStare like a zombieWhile the motherHolds her childWatches him dieHands to the sky crying"Why, oh why?"'Cause I need to watch things dieFrom a distanceVicariously I liveWhile the whole world diesYou all need it too, don't lieWhy can't we just admit it?Why can't we just admit it?We won't give pause until the blood is flowingNeither the brave nor boldWere writers of the stories toldWe won't give pause until the blood is flowingI need to watch things dieFrom a good safe distanceVicariously I live while the whole world diesYou all feel the same, soWhy can't we just admit it?Blood like rain come downDrum on grave and groundPart vampirePart warriorCarnivore and voyeurStare at the transmittalSing to the death rattleLa, la, la, la, la, la-la-lieLa, la, la, la, la, la-la-lieLa, la, la, la, la, la-la-lieLa, la, la, la, la, la-la-lieCredulous at bestYour desire to believe inAngels in the hearts of menPull your head out of your hippie hazeAnd give a listenShouldn't have to say it all againThe universe is hostile, so impersonalDevour to survive, so it isSo it's always beenWe all feed on tragedyIt's like blood to a vampireVicariously ILive while the whole world diesMuch better you than I