I never thought I could trust the label: Expired, three ninety-five,
Living on canned food and cable, yeah; there's a channel looking fine.
I found mumbo-jumbo, and he's right on my back,
I found mumbo-jumbo, no mistaking that.
It's remote control nirvana; anything you want you'll find,
Five hundred preset real-life dramas; remember when it was only ninety-nine?
I found mumbo-jumbo, and he's right on my back,
I found mumbo-jumbo, no mistaking that.
I found mumbo-jumbo, and I've lost something here,
I found mumbo-jumbo, make it all disappear,
I found mumbo-jumbo; somehow, Lord, it's not right, oh no,
I found mumbo-jumbo; someone, turn on the light.