(to the tune 57 Channels and nothin on)
I bought a groovy young house in the Lewisville hills
Like a plump red cherry on my other stack of bills
And my friends sold me on some digital TV
So here I am sick, just the flat panel and me
I flicked round and round, might as well watch my lawn
There was 1,532,622,974,712 channels and nothin' on
Well now HD entertainment was my personal wish
So off to Best Buy for a satellite dish.
Installer came by to check out my domicile
He looked at the sky, and then said with a smile
"No clear Southern face." Back to cable TV.
There's 1,532,622,974,712 channels and nothin' to see.
Well it might have gotten better had I found something cool
Instead there's Oprah, and Judy, and a cat named Raul
And more Rachel Wray, God knows that I'm done
1,532,622,974,712 channels and nothin' on
So I did what any of us old sick guys would do
I climbed up the stairs and stumbled in my room
I searched then I grabbed the first piece of mind I could find
And I ran down the stairs and sat on my behind
I turned off the beast and I shot it a look
My head boiling in anger at my time that it took
Friends, revenge is best served in the pages of a book
1,532,622,974,712 channels and nothin' on...
1,532,622,974,712 channels and nothin'
©2009 Warren Baker