Well, they said it couldn't be done
But they always had it in mind
A picture machine, like a radio
But a three-dimensional kind

Seeing what words could only say
Extending the view so far away
So much to see, so much to show
Let's see how far this thing can go
What's on TV?

Well, they said it shouldn't be done
But they always had it in mind
Charge a fee for the quality
And a bigger one to advertise

Too many viewpoints go unheard
When money talks so undisturbed
Here's the market, fill the blanks
For exploitation, we say thanks, thank you

What's on TV? Well, they said it couldn't be done
But they plugged into our minds
A one way delivery feeding tube of reality simplified
Now our thoughts are in mass production

Our nerves desensitized
This apex of invention has replaced our ears and eyes
I'd rather sing songs about nature
Being happy or having fun
But I asked at the desk when I got here
And they said it couldn't be done

Too much TV, more at ease with songs against TV
That's something we can all know about
And we'd rather get off on the hatred
Than imagine living without

I been watching too much telly
Almost turned my brain to jelly
Now I'm playing my cassettes
Get back to music before you forget
Turn it off