The Dead Kenndeys MTV Get Off The Air Lyrics
            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
            Shake their t__s and their d___s
            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-d___ 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
        
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