The Lyrics
Y'all know who's back up on your boob tube!
(What, what, what, what, what)
Play that up,
Play that up,
Fool!
Nice score in magazines is what makes a show nice,
Intense, suspense, man, turn that stuff up!
People see, people see everything you put on TV,
And it's nice once, twice, maybe even three,
Times, after that you just give the episode up,
That right? That's wrong, they playin' it up,
Same stuff is on everyday "till it drills in up there,
The same jokes "till they're broke and we "bout to rip out our hair,
People moaning complaints but you know they don't care,
I can quote, line by line, half the Fresh Prince of Bel Aire,
They talkin', they walkin', ain't fun no mo',
And just about when we're gonna take a bullet in the throat,
They decide that it's time to put out a new episode,
So we can have something else, in a month, to loathe,
But you know to them it's all a joke,
As long as there's a line and an S,
There'll be constant stress,
You know we all know what happens next,
She finally gets the date and forgets the address,
SpongeBob thinks he's ugly but he's just got bad breath,
Look at two great rappers: Tupac and Bugz,
What's one thing they got in common, come on, huh?
Even the news now, there's no way,
Even the weather repeats every other day,
Osama bin who?
I'm still watchin' reruns of the news from 1982,
From 7th Heaven to Emeril,
Beverly Hills 90210, That 70s Show,
The Simpsons and Family Guy,
It's got me screwed up,
It's got me corrupt,
And the TV Land,
AKA the Century Club,
Half the actors aren't still alive,
But they're in my living room every single night,
From midnight "till 5,
Put new shows on,
Cuz we are not fond,
Of the theme song,
Every time it's on,
Comin' here, to my couch, I hesitate to turn on TV,
Cuz I always see the same episode
Hold up, hey!
My TVs been on all night,
Nothing I haven't seen, to,
Day, yesterday's brand new is tomorrow's head-,
Ache, and if I am not too bold,
I am ready for the next episode,
Hey!