Tytuł: M.T.V.-Get Off The Air

• Wykonawca: Dead Kennedys
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Fun Fun Fun in the fluffy chair
  Flame up the herb
  Woof down the beer
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  Hi
  I'm your video DJ
  I always talk like I'm wigged out on quaaludes
  I wear a satin baseball jacket everywhere I go
  
  My job is to help destroy
  What's left of your imagination
  By feeding you endless doses
  Of sugar-coated mindless garbage
  
  So don't create
  Be sedate
  Be a vegetable at home
  And thwack on that dial
  If we have our way even you will believe
  This is the future of rock and roll
  
  How far will you go
  How low will you stoop
  To tranquilize our minds with your sugar-coated swill
  
  You've turned rock and roll rebellion
  Into Pat Boone sedation
  Making sure nothing's left to the imagination
  
  M.T.V. Get off the
  M.T.V. Get off the
  M.T.V. Get off the air
  Get off the air
  
  See the latest rejects from the muppet show
  Wag their tits and their dicks
  As they lip-synch on screen
  There's something I don't like
  About a band who always smiles
  Another tax write-off
  For some schmuck who doesn't care
  
  M.T.V. Get off the air
  And so it was
  Our beloved corporate gods
  Claimed they created rock video
  Allowing it to sink as low in one year
  As commercial TV has in 25
  "It's the new frontier," they say
  It's wide open, anything can happen
  But you've got a lot of nerve
  To call yourself a pioneer
  When you're too god-damn conservative
  To take real chances.
  
  Tin-eared
  Graph-paper brained accountants
  Instead of music fans
  Call all the shots at giant record companies now
  
  The lowest common denominator rules
  Forget honesty
  Forget creativity
  The dumbest buy the mostest
  That's the name of the game
  
  But sales are slumping
  And no one will say why
  Could it be they put out one too many lousy records?!?
  
  M.T.V.-Get off the air!
  NOW