Lyrics:

Dont turn that dial this episode is sponsored by your mother
While your daddys watching naked girlies eating TV dinners
Cursing at the mouth while they're praying to whatever
Washing down the sin with that whiskey, pour another

Oh Come on

(Choking it down)
Eat it up
(Spitting it out)
Spit it out
(Choking it down)
Drink it up
(Spit it out)
How do you like it now?


Eat it up
Spit it out
How do you like it now?
Choking down that tv dinner

I wanna waste my time
Out on the satellite
You wanna kill my mind
Choking down that tv dinner


Dad was an auto mechanic
Mom was a tarot reader
I got blue blood in the veins
Sick heart, we got a bleeder (ow)
In the American dream
They say the landll feed it
But they make sure you never see it
(Never see it)

Now we got artists on streets
Because their giving it free
Mona Lisa couldnt cut through
The noise up in your feed
Got insatiable thirst of material need
Oh oh oh
How do you like it now?


Eat it up
Spit it out
How do you like it now?
Choking down that tv dinner

Ah ah oh
I wanna waste my time
Out on the satellite
I wanna kill my mind
Choking down that dinner
Tastes like money honey
(eat it up)

Eat it up
Spit it out
Drink it up
How do you like it now?

Theres just no getting out
Uh

(I don't know what the fuck is going on)

Ah ah oh
I wanna waste my time
Out on the satellite
I wanna kill my mind
Choking down that tv dinner

Eat it up
(choking down that)
Spit it out
(tv dinner)
Drink it up
(choking down that)
How do you like it now?
Choking down that tv dinner