Say goodbye to peace and clam Because they've decided who to bomb Big plans at the Pentagon, so I turn my TV on All I see is Girls Gone Wild, and "who's the daddy of this child?" While idol judges make their decisions, I want to k** my television [Chorus:] A generation raised on Road Rules, Punk'd and Jerry "Hail apathy", says the church of TV, A new religion in this age of information Reality will bring us to our knees What a strange way we decide to turn our backs on genocide That is just what we have tried, while all those other people died We dated blindly and factored fear, the simple life made it so clear Bread and circus will sell a war, it doesn't matter what you're fighting for [Chorus] I want to go back to the golden days of television When news was news, and everything else was fiction The A-Team, CHiPs and Dynasty, those were my favorite shows Jack Tripper made me laugh and MTV actually played videos I want my, I want my, I want my MTV! [x4]