
M.T.V. - Get Off the Air Dead Kennedys
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[Intro]
(Fun, fun, fun in the fluffy chair
Flame up the herb, wolf down the beer
Fun, fun, fun in the fluffy chair
Flame up the herb, wolf down the beer
Fun, fun, fun in the fluffy chair
Flame up the herb, wolf down the beer
Fun, fun, fun in the fluffy chair
Flame up the herb, wolf down the beer
Fun, fun, fun in the fluffy chair
Flame up the herb, wolf down the beer
Fun, fun, fun in the fluffy chair
Flame up the herb, wolf down the beer
Fun, fun, fun in the fluffy chair
Flame up the herb, wolf down the beer
Fun, fun, fun in the fluffy chair
Flame up the herb, wolf down the beer)
[Spoken Intro]
Hi, I'm your video DJ!
I always talk like I'm wigged out on quaaludes
I wear a satin baseball jacket everywhere I go
My job is to help destroy what's left of your imagination
By feeding you endless doses
Of sugar-coated mindless garbage
So, don't create; be sedate
Be a vegetable at home and thwack on that dial
If we have our way, even you will believe
This is the future of rock and roll
MTV, get off the air!
(Fun, fun, fun in the fluffy chair
Flame up the herb, wolf down the beer
Fun, fun, fun in the fluffy chair
Flame up the herb, wolf down the beer
Fun, fun, fun in the fluffy chair
Flame up the herb, wolf down the beer
Fun, fun, fun in the fluffy chair
Flame up the herb, wolf down the beer
Fun, fun, fun in the fluffy chair
Flame up the herb, wolf down the beer
Fun, fun, fun in the fluffy chair
Flame up the herb, wolf down the beer
Fun, fun, fun in the fluffy chair
Flame up the herb, wolf down the beer
Fun, fun, fun in the fluffy chair
Flame up the herb, wolf down the beer)
[Spoken Intro]
Hi, I'm your video DJ!
I always talk like I'm wigged out on quaaludes
I wear a satin baseball jacket everywhere I go
My job is to help destroy what's left of your imagination
By feeding you endless doses
Of sugar-coated mindless garbage
So, don't create; be sedate
Be a vegetable at home and thwack on that dial
If we have our way, even you will believe
This is the future of rock and roll
MTV, get off the air!
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