Here we stand
Remote control buttons in our sweaty little hands
As one man
We’re lining up and waiting for someone’s command

We don’t move
We send out for food, get the news on video
I can prove
There’s no need for movies, we got HBO in the
TV Age

(They’re out there somewhere)

You know the force has got a lot of power
But what makes you think it gives a shit about you?
Who are you anyway?

(They’re taking over)

I believe the aliens have to take a physical form on our planet
So why not one with thirteen channels?

(They’re out there somewhere)

Times must change
This ain’t the Stone Age, we don’t have rocks in our heads
What’s so strange
We don’t work no more, so why get out of bed?

TV rules
Pretty soon you won’t be able to turn it off at all
All you fools
Then it’ll turn you off, your back’s against the wall in the
TV Age

More lyrics from Joe Jackson

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