American TV
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β±οΈ 4:36 duration
π ID: 27773591
π Lyrics
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Summer house in the woods
Garden gates closed for good
I don't even think about it now
Looking out every day
Private drive, fields of hay
Really nothing to write home about
I'll wake up tomorrow with an aching head
And not 'cause I did anything I'll regret
I just get that sometimes
I'll wake up tomorrow, then I'll go to sleep
It's the new frontier
It's the American Dream
And I'll make it sometime
Mm
And I know this isn't TV
There's no 20-minute slot
I can't cast someone to be mΠ΅
I can't find the perfect shots
So I takΠ΅ what I am given
And I see there is a limit
I take what I am given
I'll make do with what I've got
Ooh-ooh
Brush my hair and let it dry
Turn the air up too high
Drive until it curls around my ear (Ooh)
Burning bridge turns to ash
Bottle it, bury that
What would happen if it's dead for years? (Ooh)
I'll wake up tomorrow with blood on my sheets
There's a cut on my leg that I scratched in my sleep
And it's been there ages
I'll wake up tomorrow and it's just like today
With a scar that's no closer to fading away
I'll forget it later
And I know this isn't TV
There's no writer, there's no plot
I can't cast someone to be me
I can't find the perfect shots
So I take what I am given
Though I waste so many minutes
I take what I am given
I'll make do with what I've got
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
And I know this isn't TV
But I haven't got a clue
There's no audience to see me
If there is, they're not in view
So I take what I am given
Oh, I take what I am given
I just take what I am given
It's the best that I can do
Ooh-ooh
Oh-oh
Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Summer house in the woods
Garden gates closed for good
I don't even think about it now
Looking out every day
Private drive, fields of hay
Really nothing to write home about
I'll wake up tomorrow with an aching head
And not 'cause I did anything I'll regret
I just get that sometimes
I'll wake up tomorrow, then I'll go to sleep
It's the new frontier
It's the American Dream
And I'll make it sometime
Mm
And I know this isn't TV
There's no 20-minute slot
I can't cast someone to be mΠ΅
I can't find the perfect shots
So I takΠ΅ what I am given
And I see there is a limit
I take what I am given
I'll make do with what I've got
Ooh-ooh
Brush my hair and let it dry
Turn the air up too high
Drive until it curls around my ear (Ooh)
Burning bridge turns to ash
Bottle it, bury that
What would happen if it's dead for years? (Ooh)
I'll wake up tomorrow with blood on my sheets
There's a cut on my leg that I scratched in my sleep
And it's been there ages
I'll wake up tomorrow and it's just like today
With a scar that's no closer to fading away
I'll forget it later
And I know this isn't TV
There's no writer, there's no plot
I can't cast someone to be me
I can't find the perfect shots
So I take what I am given
Though I waste so many minutes
I take what I am given
I'll make do with what I've got
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
And I know this isn't TV
But I haven't got a clue
There's no audience to see me
If there is, they're not in view
So I take what I am given
Oh, I take what I am given
I just take what I am given
It's the best that I can do
Ooh-ooh
Oh-oh
β±οΈ Synced Lyrics
[00:05.63] Ooh, ooh
[00:08.48] Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
[00:15.35] Summer house in the woods
[00:18.44] Garden gates closed for good
[00:21.60] I don't even think about it now
[00:27.90] Looking out every day
[00:30.72] Private drive, fields of hay
[00:34.28] Really nothing to write home about
[00:39.56] I'll wake up tomorrow with an aching head
[00:43.23] And not 'cause I did anything I'll regret
[00:46.52] I just get that sometimes
[00:52.13] I'll wake up tomorrow, then I'll go to sleep
[00:55.70] It's the new frontier
[00:57.38] It's the American Dream
[00:59.26] And I'll make it sometime
[01:08.44] Mm
[01:10.91] And I know this isn't TV
[01:14.25] There's no 20-minute slot
[01:17.50] I can't cast someone to be mΠ΅
[01:20.88] I can't find the perfect shots
[01:23.96] So I takΠ΅ what I am given
[01:26.98] And I see there is a limit
[01:30.24] I take what I am given
[01:33.48] I'll make do with what I've got
[01:43.32] Ooh-ooh
[01:49.75] Brush my hair and let it dry
[01:53.16] Turn the air up too high
[01:56.21] Drive until it curls around my ear (Ooh)
[02:02.55] Burning bridge turns to ash
[02:05.76] Bottle it, bury that
[02:08.84] What would happen if it's dead for years? (Ooh)
[02:14.39] I'll wake up tomorrow with blood on my sheets
[02:17.85] There's a cut on my leg that I scratched in my sleep
[02:21.19] And it's been there ages
[02:26.82] I'll wake up tomorrow and it's just like today
[02:30.24] With a scar that's no closer to fading away
[02:33.38] I'll forget it later
[02:42.55] And I know this isn't TV
[02:45.83] There's no writer, there's no plot
[02:48.93] I can't cast someone to be me
[02:52.18] I can't find the perfect shots
[02:55.46] So I take what I am given
[02:58.55] Though I waste so many minutes
[03:01.68] I take what I am given
[03:04.72] I'll make do with what I've got
[03:15.02] Ooh-ooh
[03:21.51] Ooh-ooh
[03:27.74] Ooh-ooh
[03:35.36] And I know this isn't TV
[03:39.83] But I haven't got a clue
[03:44.53] There's no audience to see me
[03:49.53] If there is, they're not in view
[03:54.21] So I take what I am given
[03:58.88] Oh, I take what I am given
[04:03.92] I just take what I am given
[04:08.83] It's the best that I can do
[04:14.84] Ooh-ooh
[04:23.89] Oh-oh
[04:34.96]
[00:08.48] Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
[00:15.35] Summer house in the woods
[00:18.44] Garden gates closed for good
[00:21.60] I don't even think about it now
[00:27.90] Looking out every day
[00:30.72] Private drive, fields of hay
[00:34.28] Really nothing to write home about
[00:39.56] I'll wake up tomorrow with an aching head
[00:43.23] And not 'cause I did anything I'll regret
[00:46.52] I just get that sometimes
[00:52.13] I'll wake up tomorrow, then I'll go to sleep
[00:55.70] It's the new frontier
[00:57.38] It's the American Dream
[00:59.26] And I'll make it sometime
[01:08.44] Mm
[01:10.91] And I know this isn't TV
[01:14.25] There's no 20-minute slot
[01:17.50] I can't cast someone to be mΠ΅
[01:20.88] I can't find the perfect shots
[01:23.96] So I takΠ΅ what I am given
[01:26.98] And I see there is a limit
[01:30.24] I take what I am given
[01:33.48] I'll make do with what I've got
[01:43.32] Ooh-ooh
[01:49.75] Brush my hair and let it dry
[01:53.16] Turn the air up too high
[01:56.21] Drive until it curls around my ear (Ooh)
[02:02.55] Burning bridge turns to ash
[02:05.76] Bottle it, bury that
[02:08.84] What would happen if it's dead for years? (Ooh)
[02:14.39] I'll wake up tomorrow with blood on my sheets
[02:17.85] There's a cut on my leg that I scratched in my sleep
[02:21.19] And it's been there ages
[02:26.82] I'll wake up tomorrow and it's just like today
[02:30.24] With a scar that's no closer to fading away
[02:33.38] I'll forget it later
[02:42.55] And I know this isn't TV
[02:45.83] There's no writer, there's no plot
[02:48.93] I can't cast someone to be me
[02:52.18] I can't find the perfect shots
[02:55.46] So I take what I am given
[02:58.55] Though I waste so many minutes
[03:01.68] I take what I am given
[03:04.72] I'll make do with what I've got
[03:15.02] Ooh-ooh
[03:21.51] Ooh-ooh
[03:27.74] Ooh-ooh
[03:35.36] And I know this isn't TV
[03:39.83] But I haven't got a clue
[03:44.53] There's no audience to see me
[03:49.53] If there is, they're not in view
[03:54.21] So I take what I am given
[03:58.88] Oh, I take what I am given
[04:03.92] I just take what I am given
[04:08.83] It's the best that I can do
[04:14.84] Ooh-ooh
[04:23.89] Oh-oh
[04:34.96]