Paul Luc Idol Lyrics

I turn the television on
To hear those songbirds carry on
I tune into that drab recital
They'd claimed I'd find a brand new idol
It felt like something good was dying
Oh, something good was dying
She sang a ledgendary song
With something desperately wrong
There were fourteen-thousand notes inside
A space where four plain notes should reside
It felt like mastur~bation on the TV station
Oh, it felt like something good was dying
Oh, something good was dying
Asked about the music she was raised upon
Was it Paul, George, Ringo Starr, and John?
With her mini-skirt and her bashful eyes
Claimed she'd never heard of those four guys
She'd been singin', "Hey Jude don't make it bad."
And now my whole world was sad.
Oh, it felt like something good was dying
Oh, something good was...
So I jumped into my car to drive
I flicked the radio alive
And I heard another shallow song
I turned the dial, that same song was on
Every station; It felt like indoctrination
Like no one's even trying
Oh, it felt like something good was dy~ing