Every day I watch your show and escape
The realities of my life
Every corner you’ve turned
Every lesson you’ve learned
Helps me know things will turn out alright
I read O Magazine
Every segment I’ve seen
Tells me the answers are all here inside
I searched my soul for a bit
Nurtured my spirit and shit
Yes I tried
Oprah I tried
Oprah for a start my family’s falling apart
My wife and I just can’t make ends meet
For some reason or another we don’t communicate with each other
And the whole family is obese
I can’t figure it out the family don’t leave the couch
Our leaders tell us over and over that we’re free
I know things could be better
That’s why I’m writing this here letter
Cos there’s just one thing we need…
Where’s my flat screen TV, bitch?
Where’s my flat screen TV, bitch?
What’s the big deal, Oprah Winfrey,
You’re fucking rich
Where’s my flat screen TV,
TV bitch?
How can you tell me that the best things are free
And that money cannot take its place
Your philosophy has no merit
When cash is a carrot
That you dangle in front of my face
You give your audience cars
All your friends are big stars
You say I could be part of your show
You only make me feel bad
Wanting things I can’t have
So there’s just one thing I want to know
Where’s my fridge and washing machine?
I don’t wanna work to earn the American dream
Oprah do realise how much that would mean
Life would be much better with a brand new fridge and washing machine
If you wanted to know why she’s beamed into everybody’s home
You’d only have to see it’s because
Everyone out there knows that God don’t answer prayers
But Oprah Winfrey Does
Not in God but Oprah we Trust
I want it all without having to get off my ass
Oprah’s going to heaven she’s bought her backstage pass
Oprah we adore you we implore you
Give some more shit to us…
Where’s my flat screen TV
Nothing solves life’s problems more than shit that is free
You’re so rich/ cough it up bitch
Give it to me…
And I’ll say
See, I passed the test, made one request
And Oprah answered me
This is not the end
We could be friends
Her fame rub off on me
Celebrity’s in sight
Please bring me to the light
I’m down on my knees
Save me God-slash-Oprah
With a big wide flat-screen TV
