One-Eyed Monster

We have an idol in our home
With one great glaring eye,
He occupies the foremost place
And I will tell you why...

We sacrifice to him our time:
Because he'll entertain
And to our bulging eyes display
All of life's sorry train.

Of vice, and crime, and viciousness,
Or horror, shame, and sin
(We've wasted many precious hours
Since we have let him in.)

For now he dominaters our home,
For God we have no time,
Our eyes are dimmed by gunsmoke
And our minds are filled with crime.

"I bring into your living room
Bartender, harlot, theif,
And from the sick commercials
I give you no relief.

" I brainwash little children, and prepare
Their minds for what they hear;
I make attractive violence,
Sin, cigarettes and beer.

"You speak of young deliquents
And deplore theii evil deeds
While I continue merrily
To sow the vicious seeds.

"The cheating wife, or husband,
Is the accepted thing
We're living in a 'modern' world,
Go to it, have your fling!

"Away with outworn 'standards'
Our day is moderized,
There's no such thing as right or wrong,
For sin is glamorized.

"I set the world's criteria,
I am the houshold god
(If you protest against me,
You're a puritanic clod!)

"I am the one that rules your home,
From God I turn your heart
I fill your mind with banal trash
By foul hypnotic art."

Once family altars occupied
The place where we now see
The glaring eye of Cyclops,
Though now he's called "TV."