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Lyrics by Aaron J Coyner
Another Technicolor sunset
Above this grayscale scene
This is not a normal life
That happens for the screen
Most everything is plastic
And everyone is fake
How much more forced happiness
Can anybody take?
There’s got to be a way out
There must be something real
How did there come to be this place?
A town where no one feels
But the truth cannot escape the box
Must not let the viewers down
Life must be just perfect
In this pleasant, star-lit town
Let’s talk about reality
We know they’ll take the bait
“Unscripted” but formulaic
I’m sure they can all relate
God forbid they educate,
Inform or entertain
Surely there’s more substance
Or is that just too insane?
For a town where simple thinking
Just causes too much pain
But the truth cannot escape the box
Must not let the viewers down
Life must be just perfect
In this pleasant, star-lit town
Let’s talk about reality
Away from the TV
Life can’t be as perfect
As it always seems to be
We’re all human and make mistakes
No cutting room floor or multiple takes
The plastic deforms over time
What emerges in its place?
Another plastic creation
With just another pretty face
Out here in reality
We all should move along
But instead the viewers wait
For another stupid song
Another scandal in the news
Another flying chair
An even as the rating soar
Does anybody care?
A stand must be must be made
And now is just the time…
What in the end becomes
Of our quiet, plastic town
The clicks of TV power…
Just melt it to the ground
Life’s no longer perfect
In this pleasant, star-lit town