Turn It On Songtext
turn on the tube, turn off your mind
leave all your intelligence behind
open your eyes let in the glare
compose yourself to sit and stare

(chorus)
we all are entertained now
we all are having fun
glue the remote to my hand
turn on the teevee

i am happy that i'm alone
each channel seeps into my bones
they bleed deep into my thick skull
that's why it's called the remote control