Television Filmography

• Night Lunch (1975)

Television

Cast

• Edwin Newman

• Season 1
• Episode 3: The Race for Television
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• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Television - Bad Religion
• Television - Robyn Hitchcock
• Television - Bathory
• Television - Samiam
• Television - Warrior Soul
• Television - The Verve Pipe
• Television - Stabbing Westward
• Television - Mansun
• Television - Jack's Mannequin
• Television - Sunny Day Real Estate
• Television - Lower Definition
• Television - Hard-Fi
• Television - Quorthon
• Television - Verve Pipe
• Television - The Reunion Show
• Television - Harpo

television, television, television, television
oh yeah! I want to bask in your golden light,
submerge in electric waves,
I need my connection to the world outside
the world outside is buzzing like an angry wasp in summer,
the candidates are running, and soon the son of God is coming,
crackle mental convolutions tune in to the revolution,
whereby everyone's included so we'll never have to be alone
every atom of my body, blood and sinew, bone and fibre,
I can't distil you from my blood,
you're a hungry germ inside of me,
you're my lover, you're my heroine,
my conscience and my voice,
and I know that I have learned to let you in I
will lever have to be alone
I'd take after my mother but she's from a different generation,
I prefer my big brother he's so gentle and understanding,
and I learn what I can from him by the television light,

Bing-a-bong-a-bing-bong
Bing-bong
Bing-a-bong-a-bing-bong
Bing-bong
Television, say you love me
Television, say you care
Loneliness is my profession
Show me those who are not there
Television, murmur to me
Deep inside my room tonight
You're the devil's fishbowl, honey
I undress before your lies
Your lies...
Your lies...
Television, open to me
My remote is in my hand
I can dim you to a red light
Honey, try to understand
I'm there...
So there...
Bing-a-bong-a-bing-bong
Bing-bong
Bing-a-bong-a-bing-bong
Bing-bong
Television, I'm so sorry
If I turned you off back there
I'm so small in your dimension
My kid will look like you, I swear
I swear...
Oh, I swear...
Bing-a-bong-a-bing-bong
Bing-bong
Bing-a-bong-a-bing-bong
Bing-bong
Bing-a-bong-a-bing-bong
Bing-bong
See through me
See through me
See through me
See through me
See through me
See through me
See through me

Before that sacred holy flickering tv-screen
You're served commercials day-time fakes and tv-priests
You keep your VCR running almost constantly
Afraid to miss out on something happening on channel three
You zap from channel one to two look what they have done to you
You live from staged realities and fakes
Channel three then four and five you double check your tv-guide
Re-enacted lives to keep you awake
Life is served
Here every taste will find our satisfaction guarantee
On the never sleeping flickering screen
You keep watching this truly weird masquarade
The flickering screen enchants you your truly all enslaved
Nostalgia sports and comedies, cops cartoons and tragedies
Remote control at hand you sit enslaved
Washing powder and apple pies re-runs soaps and Jesus Christ
Anytime is time to zap the world away
Life is served...
We're your tellyvisions
You zap from channel one to two...
Nostalgia sports and comedies...

He leaves his mind there at five.
He knows his work- all done tonight.
Doesn˜ care about love greed or hate: a beer and T.V. will disguise his fate.
He moves his lips but nothing comes out.
He clears his soul, but no one else could tell.
Just one time he came along.
Set aside all the things he knew.
When all the peoples faces turned to gold,
he found his thoughts and mind were sold.
He moves his lips, but nothing comes ot.
He clears his soul, but no one else could tell.

Take me out for the super future
Tellin` you man I`m a goin` ta use her
Let me go and I`ll slide like rayon
Stuck with you and I`m stuck with nothin`
Take me out to the universe
Ya know ya can`t stop me from lovin` you
Take my heart let the pieces fall in
The star bright sky and a piece of you
Check out baby she`s a ridin` the missile
Fall out trigger crazy pull on the pistol
Last year happy just a rulin` the scene
Now they`re blowin` their brains to pieces
Take me out to the universe
Ya know ya can`t stop me from lovin` you
Take my heart let the pieces fall in
The star bright sky and a piece of you
Yeah man, you know I`m sick to death right now
Can`t believe it
What the hell is wrong with you
All I believe in take the pretty pill
Man I`m ridin` the wave in
Television you got a vision
Television you got a vision
Television you got a vision
Television you got a vision
Take me out to the universe
You know I`m movin` too fast for the human racin`
No one sees me when I`m falling
Take my heart and a piece of you
Television you got a vision
Television you got a vision
Television you got a vision
Television you got a vision
Screens like mansions on concrete steeles
Break the will and ride the people
New gods give for you to heal
Too bad you will never feel
Get down - I wanna ride the wheel right now
And if you see me
Drop a line and help me out
Ridin` a vision
Take a look man for the new incision
Ride a vision you`re on a mission
Crawl like a dog and beg for forgiveness
Take me out to the universe
You know I`m moving too fast for the human racin`
No one sees me when I`m falling
Take my heart and a piece of you
Television you got a vision
Television you got a vision
Television you got a vision
Television you got a vision

She's signing autographs for hours the line is longer when you deal with amateurs
I've got some autographs of others but a shirt that smells a little like her
Once the bane of my perversion
Now she's on the television
Turn it up turn it down
Tune me in tune me out
Bite my lip around the family they know her holiday and summer weekend face
She's got a lovely shitcom family adopted one of every single race
Put yourself in my position
My Ex is on the television
Turn it up...
When you place your lips upon the screen spark of which you've never seen
A volume knob controls the scream
Turn it up...

I sit alone contemplating
What is missing inside me
I desperately try to remember
A life that's not meant to be
I meditate
And try to recapture
Some sense of reality
In my life
When I look around
I see numb empty faces
The world is waiting to die
And this apathy
Is so suffocating
The slow decay of my mind
I've searched the world
For someone with answers
To questions that are plaguing me
I scream in vain
To anyone who'll listen
But everbody's watchin' TV
Is anyone alive?
Am I lost in a world
Where nothing matters?
Am I lost in a world
Where no one cares?
Is anyone alive?
Are we lost in a world
Where nothing matters?
Are we lost in a world
Where no one cares?

On top of the hour
(Compulsive my behavior)
I see my life through sky news
(Keeping things in order)
Keep on watching things unfolding
On my wide screen set
Can't contain myself, I'm going pay per view
Think I'll explode
(In the corner of my room)
If I do too much gak
(Sits my one big eyeball)
It's with the advent of this pay per view
Can't control myself
I scratch my knee
I have to scratch the other
(This is Sky News)
Documentaries are the best
Through my TV, through my TV
All my problems come
Through my TV, through my TV
All my problems come
Study quite hard
(In the corner of my room)
When I should be in bed
(Sits my one big eyeball)
I'm in the open university
Constant imprint of the test card on my eyes
I think I should rest
(Compulsive my behavior)
Sleep on one side and the other
(Keeping things in order)
Always searching for the Abilene
Can't control myself
I scratch my knee
I have to scratch the other
(Sky News on the other)
Documentaries are the best
Through my TV, through my TV
All my problems come
Through my TV, through my TV
All my problems come
I scratch my knee
I have to scratch the other
([Incomprehensible] Sky News, Sky News, Sky News)
Documentaries are the best
Through my TV, through my TV
All my problems come
Through my TV, through my TV
All my problems come
Through my TV, through my TV
All my problems come
Through my TV, through my TV
All my problems come
Through my TV, through my TV
All my problems come
Through my TV, through my TV
All my problems come
Through my TV, through my TV

Run around the spiral it's our choice now,
Up or down, days can seem so long
Holy ghost, I'm living with your voice now
But tonight, I'm sleeping with my television on
Come tomorrow there'll be hell to pay and clouds across the sun
You were right I've always been a sinner
You were right I've wasted all your time
You said it all, "We drank to much at dinner."
So tonight I'm sleeping with my television on
Come tomorrow there'll be hell to pay and clouds across the sun
You and I baby we're a broken record.
Turn around we're making sound but only for the noise
And what if I could live like this, but not forever
And what if you could move the needle to a more forgiving song
And what if this, was never really broken all along
But for tonight, I'm sleeping with my television on
I'm sleeping with my TV on
Yeah I don't mind sleeping, not when there's flash and buzz
Your colors dance beneath my bedroom door
Yeah I don't mind sleeping with my tv on
With my tv on
With my tv on

She's always around and under my skin
Watching her move how she tells a story
It's only a dream of lovers and lies
She's cruel and she's free like television
She's in my head
Like television
She's in my head
We fall into bed our tongues are tied
Her lips and her eyes are so disarming
And when we embrace she pulls me inside
I wake up alone with television
Crawl around the story
Oh, how the waves wash over me
Lost inside her story
She's in my head
Like television
She's in my headShe shows me the world I see through her eyes
The beauty of brave new understanding
It's only a dream of lovers and lies
I carry with me in all my vision
She's always around and under my skin
Watching her move how she tells a story
And when we embrace she pulls me inside
She's cruel and she's free like television
Crawl around the story
Oh, how the waves wash over me
Lost inside her story
She's in my head
Like television
Like television

I see the world and what it could do to you
Losing the things so dear to you
So face the lights
Now smile for the cameras
'Cause you're on TV
If you've got something to lose
You've already lost
If you didn't get to make a choice
Raise your hand
Now all of my friends
Look like sun rays in disguise
And all my victims come rise
They're...
They're...
They're home
If you've got something to lose
You've already lost
If you didn't get to make a choice
Raise your hand
And say how did the world...
The world let me down again?
There always seems to be too much brick
Underneath my chins
It's double or nothing now
We're in the bonus round
So smile
For the camera
You're on TV
And all the world is watching
I see the world and what it could do to you
I see the world, what it could do to you
I see the world!
I see the world!
What it could do to you!
I see the world!

Life means nothing, when no one knows your name,
I never had too much but I'd give it all for fame,
Baby, baby...
She's there on the TV, So beautiful on screen,
Selling me a life I've never known and never seen,
Baby, baby...
If I only had you, If I only had...
[CHORUS:]
Television, New religion, Let everyone sing Hallelujah.
Politicians, Don't wanna listen, They only wanna make money out of you.
Hallelujah!!
Newspaper headlines, I can't believe my eyes,
No tales of war and destruction, But who said what last night,
On the TV, well that could be me!
Through the shop window it's a wide screen world,
But I can't afford a thing and I never get the girl,
It ain't easy, no it ain't easy...
If I only had you, If I only had you..
If I only had you, If I only had...
[CHORUS]
Oh, You know we always want something,
But somehow we end up with nothing, nothing
If I only had you, If I only had you..
If I only had, If I only had...
[CHORUS]

Before that sacred holy flickering tv-screen
You're served commercials day-time fakes and tv-priests
You keep your VCR running almost constantly
Afraid to miss out on something happening on channel three
You zap from channel one to two look what they have done to you
You live from staged realities and fakes
Channel three then four and five you double check your tv-guide
Re-enacted lives to keep you awake
Life is served
Here every taste will find our satisfaction guarantee
On the never sleeping flickering screen
You keep watching this truly weird masquarade
The flickering screen enchants you your truly all enslaved
Nostalgia sports and comedies, cops cartoons and tragedies
Remote control at hand you sit enslaved
Washing powder and apple pies re-runs soaps and Jesus Christ
Anytime is time to zap the world away
Life is served...
We're your tellyvisions
You zap from channel one to two...
Nostalgia sports and comedies...

She's signing autographs for hours
The line are longer when you deal with amateurs
I've got some autographs of others
But a shirt that smells a little like her
Once the bane of my perversion
Now she's on the television
Turn it up, turn it down
Tune me in, tune me out
Bite my lip around the family
They know her holiday and summer weekend face
She's got a lovely shitcom family
Adopted one of every single race
Put yourself in my position
My ex is on the television
Turn it up
When you place your lips upon the screen
A spark of which I've never seen
A volume knob controls the scream

Look at me, I'm on the tele-v
How could this be, it's me on channel 3
Shiny shoes, and shiny hair
My stylist told me what to wear
She said to smile and look real thin
Oh woah oh woah
Is anybody watching me?
Or will I disappear?
Is anybody holding on me?
Am I wasting my time?
I want it, you need it
Come on baby, let's conceive it
If I fail, will you try?
Oh, no! Don't turn the channel off
Knock, knock, that's me on the other side
Put your hand on the screen, that's me you see
I'm trapped behind this glass
I'm trapped right in a box
But that that's me, right on the the tele-v

I see Lucy Ball Show
Kojak's lollipop
I see the rain is falling in South America
And two men draw in a Texan town
And one prizefighter knocks the other one down
Good news bad news
Good news bad news
No news at all
The weatherman smiles
While a hungry child is kissing a king
And The Osmonds sing on
Someone's bending a spoon
Someone's walking on the moon
Someone's robbing a bank
Someone's blowing a bomb on
Television Television Television
Television Television Television
Television Television Television
Through the silent universe all over the world
Pictures in the sky
Words are flying by
The waves change our time
Sail into our minds
Still there's so many things
That we'll never see on
Television
Television
Television
. . .
Good news bad news
. . .
She's had too much whisky
You can see the traces in her middle-aged face
And though she's only forty-two
She thinks she's got nothing else to do
Than to let her evenings pass away
While her husband falls asleep
In front of the late
Late late movies
She's watching the late late late
late midnight movies
Watching the late late late movies
The late late late midnight movies on