It lurks in the corner of every home,
real life in your living room,
the world on remote control,
(you mean there´s a real world out there man?)
clock of the people set your watches to it,
wasting your lives transfixed to it
(you just stare right through it)
A reliever of boredom the opium of fools,
you hold the controls,
they control as you view (they control you)
things going down, you know nothing about,
yeah, your oracles a television,
you shut the rest out (yeah you shut the world out)
Magnetized mesmerized hypnotized
paralyzed victimized!
(is there anybody left alive who remembers what we
did before we had television?)
sucking up, all your concentration,
draining the art of conversation
(shut the fuck up, I can't hear my TV!)
flick through the channels
same morals same lessons-
same time next station-
the same fucking message
They ain't gonna hail,
if they don't know what they´re hailing
it's time they learnt,
that the truth has been banned,
give will to opose,
these lies they´ve been bred on,
indoctrinate the youth, TV´s master plan..
how can they listen,
on the edge of their tempers?
When they can´t comprehend
they've been programmed
TV junkie you talk like a monkey
who´s pressing your buttons?
do you understand?
(no, I guess you don´t)