Lyrics:

(Roger Taylor)

Collect your senses and your wits
What you've left of your mind
All the so called modern caring virtues
Are the moral teaching you can find
So let's turn on the TV

Get a few more debts and you must ????
Turn on the TV as it takes a horizontal hold on all your energy
Just gotta get gotta get gotta go gotta get up outta here
Just gotta get gotta get gotta go gotta get up outta here
We go to the place over the hill
Where the grass is greener
Where the life is sweeter
But all the time we know
That it never is (that it never is that it never is that it never is)
And it's very likely
That we never will
Found myself talking to one of those quadraphonic pioneers
He said give up that stereo
Boy I said I've only got two ears
Things ain't so black and white
When grey is the colour of my best(?girl)friends hair(?sweater)
Turn on the TV and create some greyness circulating in the air
Just gotta get gotta get gotta go gotta get up outta here
Just gotta get gotta get gotta go gotta get up outta here

We go to the place over the hill
Where the grass is greener
Where the life is sweeter
But all the time we know
That it never is (that it never is that it never is that it never is)
And it's very likely
That we never will