On the day I was home
The damn thing just wouldn't stop
It just rang every minute
I was ready to pop
Salesmen every time
And I got mad at the phone

Mad at the phone, Mad at the phone
M-m-m-m mad at the phone
M-m-m-m mad at the phone
M-m-m-m mad at the phone

I broke a dozen sets
In anger before
And I am not through, baby
I'll break a thousand more
I'm beginning to get a stutter
When I hear dial tone
Each solicitor makes me
Mad at the phone

Mad at the phone, Mad at the phone
M-m-m-m mad at the phone
M-m-m-m mad at the phone
M-m-m-m-m-m-m- mad at the phone

(Solo of busy signal, hanging up and more ringing)

No, don't want to wait on hold
No, don't want to buy the news
No, don't ask me for my vote
When you call me up, I lose
I don't want caller I.D.
Please leave me alone

Mad at the phone, Mad at the phone
M-m-m-m mad at the phone
M-m-m-m mad at the phone
M-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m- mad at the phone

And now I walk the streets
Guess it was all too much
Every moron I greet
Has ears glued to that crutch
I wanna tell you cell-head people
On my head's a metal cone
You must block out the P-rays
Put out by all the phones

Mad from the phone
Mad from the phone
M-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-mwa-hah-hah-hah