Idiot Boksen
The kids got the hots
For the idiot box
No strain thy brain in vain
Take some kids ages 1 to10
And you ask them what they like for fun
Not those with lying tongue
One child says
Read a pretty book
And I'd like it to have pretty thoughts
Sad ones depress me lots
Tune out, yakety yak
Tune-in mother talk back
Tune out to the love, one child cries
I don't know I only do what my friends like
This week I ride my bike
Last ones yell
Nice and fine means
Staring at the tube for time
Prime time is mine all mine
In this fat city
We need the child
Walkin' heavy with the
True song plus dance