Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Scientists
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nicholas Combe
Songwriter
Lyrics
Turned off my TV
My brain didn't work
There was a whole wide world outside
And I forgot it didn't hurt
I got a world of my own
And a world that I wish for
Third world that I've got to live in
Who cares?
Brain dead
Turn off my TV
The world goes dead
And I'm safe in my own world
Safe as in bed
Maybe you could be part of it
It's a world of our own
Safe from that dead world
Who cares?
I got an unconscious conscience
Lying dormant deep inside
And I know that it's still there
It's something from which you can't hide
You can help me find it
Just blink your brains to death
Just blink your brains to death
Which world do you come from?
And now that you're here
It'll save you from the white dot
Just isn't clear
Thoughts fall out of my ears
Dead in the heat
Who cares?
Brain dead
Brain dead
Brain dead
Brain dead
Who cares?
Brain dead
Brain dead
Brain dead
Brain dead
Written by: Nicholas Combe
