Well, I rolled out of my bed I was feeling semi-dead So I wandered from the bedroom To the coffee Then I woke up to the sound Of little people all around Relentless noises From that T.V. there beside me
And they told what to wear How to smell and do my hair And how to charge the new car Iâll be buying I just sat and soaked it in Arenât these people all my friends It never dawned on us That they could all be lying
Chorus: People in a box T.V. personalities They show me how to live In specific generalities People in a box Out of bed and tune âem in How much do I learn From people in a box
Well, I completely bought it all Revolving credit wall-to-wall Without a payment till September 89 Can I run? Can I escape? Are they alive or just on tape? They seem so worldly And so welcome to the eye
Heavy pressure from the start T.V. madness stole our heart Black and white and vivid color Turned to grey Daytime soaps theyâre not clean Nightime cops Blast thru our screen Weâre a Neilsen rating living on display
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Are these sultans of video activity Truly the masters of my destiny? Was I created in the image of Trinitron? Can Jesus ever endorse mediocrity While we consume hours of programmed philosophy? Will we ever learn off Is as easy to turn as on