Yeah, I got me a 99" television screen
   with remote control, a vcr and web-tv
It has a dish with 999 channels for us to pick through
Even has fitness awareness shows for us to view
That we watch while drinking diet soda, eating cream
    filled twinkies and donuts filled with sweet goo

Yeah, I got me the latest stereo
It has a 199 count cd changer
    with remote control and a sound arranger
So me and my well used armchair
    don't become strangers

Yeah, they both hook into speakers
    that surround my sound
So my mind can always be lost and never found
They both have all the latest gadgets and tweakers
    that my "friendly" Circuit City salesman
    sold to me when I came around

Yeah, I have a remote powered lawn mower
That cuts my lawn faster while I move slower
Yeah, this is my weekly Saturday morning exercise
After I pull the paper from my dog's mouth
(Oh, my back sure does hurt when I have to bend
down that far South)

Yeah, I wash my car on Sunday
Get in, drive it down
Drive it thru
Wow, it looks brand new
What next to do?

What next to do in suburbia when you're wasted?
When you're wasted in suburbia, the land of the living dead
Where our mouths are all dry and our eyes are all red
From all the various pills that we pop into our zombie heads


by savvy-03/23/2001...

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