Song parody of
Why I Hate TV (1995)
by Jason Gots
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They're making a TV show about
People just like you and me, it's called
"Cynical People Between the Ages of 20 and 25 Using the Internet"
Oh no, I said
I don't even use the internet
Oh no, oh no
I don't even like the internet
And what's the big deal anyway?
What's so great about the future?
Most people don't have shit to say
And now they got a million ways to say it
And it seems to me, judging from all the cyberpornography
That people are sitting in their houses at computers
When they would rather be having sex...
Oh no, it can't be
They're trying to sell my reality back to me
'Cept it's all sticky and it just ain't talking right
Now everyone I know is seeking anonymity
Because if you're too attractive they will sell you into slavery
And doll you up and dress you up and give you a lobotomy
And even your own mother will not know
I heard a band I used to like
On a commercial for McDonalds
Singing a song that meant a lot to the teenaged me
Except now in the refrain when they say "free" it means free french fries
Oh no, oh no...
I dreamt I was eating french fries
And they turned into fingers
I dreamt I was eating meat pies
Made out of my friends
I dreamt Budweiser was sponsoring folk singers
I pinched myself until I bled but still the memory lingers
Oh no, it can't be
They're trying to sell my reality back to me
'Cept it's all sticky now and its clothes ain't fitting right
Now everyone I know is seeking anonymity
Because if you're too attractive they will sell you into slavery
And doll you up and dress you up and give you a lobotomy
And even your own mother will not know that you have changed
I saw a sitcom on TV
About singer-songwriters who criticize television
They're making a TV show about
People just like you and me, it's called
"Cynical People Between the Ages of 20 and 25 Using the Internet"
Oh no, I said
I don't even use the internet
Oh no, oh no
I don't even like the internet
And what's the big deal anyway?
What's so great about the future?
Most people don't have shit to say
And now they got a million ways to say it
And it seems to me, judging from all the cyberpornography
That people are sitting in their houses at computers
When they would rather be having sex...
Oh no, it can't be
They're trying to sell my reality back to me
'Cept it's all sticky and it just ain't talking right
Now everyone I know is seeking anonymity
Because if you're too attractive they will sell you into slavery
And doll you up and dress you up and give you a lobotomy
And even your own mother will not know
I heard a band I used to like
On a commercial for McDonalds
Singing a song that meant a lot to the teenaged me
Except now in the refrain when they say "free" it means free french fries
Oh no, oh no...
I dreamt I was eating french fries
And they turned into fingers
I dreamt I was eating meat pies
Made out of my friends
I dreamt Budweiser was sponsoring folk singers
I pinched myself until I bled but still the memory lingers
Oh no, it can't be
They're trying to sell my reality back to me
'Cept it's all sticky now and its clothes ain't fitting right
Now everyone I know is seeking anonymity
Because if you're too attractive they will sell you into slavery
And doll you up and dress you up and give you a lobotomy
And even your own mother will not know that you have changed
I saw a sitcom on TV
About singer-songwriters who criticize television
