Don't admit you're sick,
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Let your fit body bury it.
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The faintness that you feel
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Is nothing permanent.
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Don't buy the sickness on T.V.
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You want your health, they want the fee.
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You see the ads and start to think,
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"I feel it coming on..."
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No, no.
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Target market television,
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Telepharmavangelism,
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Symptom finger.
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I'm gonna shut it off,
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Down all the power.
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I'm a doctor today.
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I'm curing viewers by thousands.
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Don't admit you're sick,
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Let your fit body bury it.
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The faintness that you feel
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Is nothing permanent.
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You open up and let them in.
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It's nothing conscious. What is this?
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I feel a burning in my eye,
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It's from the television lies.
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Slow. Slow it down.
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Wait, now decide. Okay.
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I'm gonna shut it off,
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Down all the power.
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I'm a doctor today.
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I'm curing viewers by thousands.
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Don't admit you're sick,
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Let your fit body bury it.
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The faintness that you feel
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Is nothing permanent.
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You've got to get the shit they sell;
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The pills that fix the way to feel.
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Now they've shown you what to get,
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You feel it coming on.
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Low, low lowdown.
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High paid, prime time capsule maker,
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Sickness lover.
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I'm gonna shut it off,
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Down all the power.
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I'm a doctor today.
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I'm curing viewers by thousands.
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Symptom Finger
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| The Faint |
