Talking Reality Television Blues

Well, come gather around, and I'll sing you a song About a crazy old world that's coming along 'Til one day some fool made the decision To turn on the television Of course, radio reported we'd all ignore it Paper said we'd have no time for it But before you knew it, you knew Milton Berle And we all had a new escape from the world All tuned in, before too soon We were watching a man walk on the moon He made it look as easy as driving a car Video killed the radio star I got the talking blues Talking blues is easy to do All you gotta do is rhyme a line or two Rhyme a line or two and then You don't even have to rhyme again See? I can say anything I want to now Well, you know, within reason Say sitcom, catchphrase, game show nation Television soon defied explanation As the situation took to such a degree That eventually we all heard about cable TV Of course, free TV news swore we'd ignore it But the average family could never afford it But again they were wrong, eventually Everybody wanted their MTV We were all tuned in, but now the shock Watching a kid do a thing called the "moonwalk" Sliding backwards really was eventually too far Reality killed that video star I got the talking blues So simple at first, it was hard to foresee The impending collision with reality But it soon seemed TV turned on itself When "The real world" came on like it was somethin' else Of course, actors all acted like they weren't floored Hoping eventually that we'd all get bored But one after the another we pretended not to act As we hurdled ever forward towards alternative facts Then a show called "The apprentice" came on and pretty soon An old man with a comb-over had sold us the moon We stayed tuned in, now here we are Reality killed by a reality star I got the talking blues Hills, that is