Tele-vee-shun
Tele-vee-shun
I'm sick of it
Tele-vee-shun
Tele-vee-shun
Hey, Mister General Public, do you realize
That we got a generation here of staring eyes
The women never bother getting housework done
They just sit around gawking at tele-vee-shun!
The kiddies never run and playing out of door
On top of that, they never reading books no more
You ask them, Who's the father of our country, mon?
They say, Was either Walt Disney or Ed Sullivan!
Oh, tele-vee-shun
Tele-vee-shun
I'm-a sick from-a looking on tele-vee-shun
I got a weak in the eyes
Weak in the head likewise
From sitting and looking on tele-vee-shun
The burgler comes sneaking in and breaks the latch
While Grandma, she is looking on the wrestling match
She throws him on the floor although she's ninety years old
She says, I got him with a stepover toehold!
I turn on Elvis Presley and my daughter scream
I fear she have a nervous breakdown 'cause of him
I wonder why he wiggle-waggle to the beat
As a boy, he must have had a loose bicycle seat
Oh, tele-vee-shun
Tele-vee-shun
I'm-a sick from-a looking on tele-vee-shun
I got a weak in the eyes
Weak in the head likewise
From sitting and looking on tele-vee-shun
The children of the country eat their dinner, you bet
But they eat it sitting in front of the TV set
They got pudding in their ears, from the north to the south
From eating while watching, and missing their mouth
Last night, a very unusual thing occurred
The baby, he is saying his very first word
I have him on my shoulder for to make him burp
Instead he open his mouth and say, "Wyatt Earp!"
Oh, tele-vee-shun
Tele-vee-shun
Take it away
Tele-vee-shun
Tele-vee-shun
I watch the Late Late Movie, and I climb the stairs
Get into bed, and have tele-vee-shun nightmares
Complete with bad commercials that repeat all night
Both in compatible color and black and white
Someday, my son grow up and want to go to sea
So he probably go and try to join U.S. Navy
He get an aptitude test, mon - now, here's the rub
They find him best suited for watching Mickey Mouse Club!
Oh, tele-vee-shun
Tele-vee-shun
I'm-a sick from-a looking on tele-vee-shun
I got a weak in the eyes
Weak in the head likewise
From sitting and looking on
(Sing it again, mon!)
Tele-vee-shun
Tele-vee-shun
I'm-a sick from-a looking on tele-vee-shun
I got a weak in the eyes
The you-know-what likewise
From sitting and looking on tele-vee-shun
Videotape
Tele-vee-shun
Tele-vee-shun
May help somewhat
Tele-vee-shun
Tele-vee-shun
But is it art?
Tele-vee-shun
Tele-vee-shun
Don't make me laugh