Walkin' down to Denver town
I watched the western sun go down
Thought that I would stop a while,
Switch around my TV dial
Got some free Tee Vee Only price was a little boredom
Well, I'm not sure about my taste
But it seemed that TV land was a waste
I saw 30 Westerns, 30 Private Eyes, 30 doctors operated before my eyes
None of the operations was successful, though It's hard to operate
with so much violence around
Well, every few minutes they'd take a break
For a profound message on a stomach ache
They sold cures for dandruff, milk from the farm
Perfume for my underarms
I've had enough I'm stickin' to greasy kid stuff
Well, the blood and gore was upon the floor
And I couldn't hardly stand no more,
So I walked outside to get some air
A theater owner was standing there:
Carryin' a picket sign Said Pay TV was un-American
He said