Sangtekst: OK Go. Television, Television.

Look at the hottie in the tight jeans,
look at the pipe dreams,
look at the fat man burst at the seams.
Look at the captain with the galaxy right off his balcony.
Look at the science and the alchemy.
Look at the sirens on the cop cars,
look at the pop stars,
look at the convicts filing the bars.
Look at the wife,
look at the knife,
look at the pom-pom prom queen
scream and scream and run for her life.

It's always right,
the perfect light in the dark of night.
Give up the world,
give up your life,
'cause you cannot fight the television.
Television, television.

Look at them trying to get the flag higher,
look at the quagmire,
look at the tread separate from the tire.
Look at the junky trying to get a gram,
look at the betting man,
look at him folding on the better hand.

It's always right,
the fearless light in the dark of night.
Give up the world,
give up your life,
'cause you cannot fight the television.
Television, television.

Look at me hypnotized and half alive,
maybe it's four or five,
some parts are sleeping,
some parts are paralyzed.
Just one more minute...
just one more minute...
I think I'm almost in it.

Television, television.
Give me tits and politicians.
Give me death and demolition.
Give me glamour and sedition.
Television.