Look at the hottie in the tight jeans   Look at the pipe dreams   Look at the fat man burst at the seams   Look at the captain with the galaxy   Right off his balcony   Look at the science and the 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, prom queen   Scream and scream and run for her life      And it's always right   The perfect light in the dark of night   Give up the world, give up your life   'Cause you cannot fight the television      The television, television   The television      Look at them trying to get the flag higher   Look at the quagmire   Look at the tread separate from the tire   Look at the junky trying to get a gram   Look at the betting man   Look at him folding on a better hand      Oh, it's always right   The fearless light in the dark of night   Give up the world, give up your life   'Cause you cannot fight the television      The television, television   The television      Look at me hypnotized and half alive   Maybe it's four or five   Some parts are sleeping   Some parts are paralyzed      Just one more minute, just one more minute   I think I'm almost in it      The, television, television   The, television, television      Give me tits and politicians   (The, television, television)   Give me death and demolition   (Television, television)      Give me glamor and sedition   (The, television, television)   The television