Couch Potato

Lyrics

Turn that monster on Suddenly you're gone Sit and watch the box all day Morning, night, and noon Never leave the room Dinner on a little tray Couch potato Livin' on remote control Couch potato VCR has got your soul Couch potato You'll make the reruns of the Brady Bunch (Brady Bunch) But you won't even make your baby lunch You think that's life? No, no, no, no, no, no (No) M*A*S*H three times a day What's Oprah got to say Gotta leave her for the Beav What's on HBO? Geraldo oughta know Check Vanna out before you leave Couch potato Livin' on remote control Couch potato VCR has got your soul Couch potato You'll never miss a day of Donahue (Donahue) That's why nobody ever missеs you (Who are you?) You think that's life? No, no, no, no, no, no (No, no) Couch potato Livin' on remotе control Couch potato The VCR has got your soul Couch potato The life you're living's pretty sad to me (Sad to me) You lost your brain somewhere on Channel 3 You're vegetated until you're a dud Now long you planning to remain a spud? You oughta lose the couch and hit the road (Hit the road) But you would rather watch the Lucy Show You call that life? No, no, no! (No, no) Lucy, you've got some explaining to do!! Oh, Wilbur! Jane, stop this crazy thing!! (No, no) Wilma!!! Come, Dino, down! (No, no) Tell 'em what they won, Milton! It's a new Kimball piano! (No, no)