Bitch nation dances til the break of dawn Long after the last of the guests is gone The tumbleweed tumbles across her front lawn And she sleeps with the TV on Oh oh Then she sleeps with the TV on There's a puddle on the driveway from last night's rain A car up on blocks, and a dog on a chain It's actually simple, but it's hard to explain Aw, she sleeps with the TV on Oh oh She sleeps with the TV on The sharp smell of gun powder in the air Means meat on the table, means Tiananmen Square It's hard to know which though, if you're not from there Aw, she sleeps with the TV on Oh oh She sleeps with the TV on There's a rock concert poster thumb tacked to her door Cat litter scattered all over the floor She hears the rumors of famines and wars As she sleeps with the TV on Oh oh As she sleeps with the TV on Bitch nation dances til the break of dawn Long after the last of the guests is gone The tumbleweed tumbles across her front lawn And she sleeps with the TV on Oh oh Then she sleeps with the TV on