Look at the hottie in the tight jeans,
Look at the pipe dreams,
Look at the fat man bursting the seams
Look at the captain with the galaxy, right off his balcony
Look at the science and your alchemy
Look at the sirens on the cop cars
Look at the pop stars
Look at the convicts filing the bars

Look at the wife, look at the knife
Look at the pom pom pom queen scream and screaming and run for her life

Oh it's always right, the perfect light, the dark of night

Give up the world, give up your life cos' you cannot fight the television

Oooooh television television
Ooooooh the television!

Look at them trying to get the flag higher
Look at the quagmire
Look at the tread separate from the tyre
Look at the junkie trying to get a gram

Look at the betting man,
Look at him folding on the better hand

Oh its always right, the fearless light, the dark of night

Give up the world, give up your life cos' you cannot fight the television

Oooooh television television
Ooooooh the television television
Oh the television

Look at me hypnotised and half alive

(?) maybe its four or five some parts are sleeping some parts are paralysed just one more minute, just one more minute, I think I'm almost in it

The television television
Ooooooh television television
Oooohh give me tits politicians

Give me death and demolition
Give me glamor and sedition