Sit and watch the cathode death-ray
broadcast right into your brain.
Your pixel-eyes, they advertise a vacant mind,
propagandas domain.
The new religion, a corporate empire,
Hypnotic priest in every home.
To summarize, you buy the lies -
because your mind is not your own.

Television; it's a square 'black hole'
it devours your soul, it's remote control.

Pull the plug on this technicolor drug,
check in for rehabilitation.
You can't disguise (the addiction's in your eyes)
It's not enough just to change the station.
Put that fucker out of business,
the switch isn't hard to find.
Disconnect from the global sect,
then you'll reclaim your mind.

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