Direction

Too many people tell me
What to do and how to be
I got 97 channels but there’s nothing on TV
Information superhighway
Modem is on full
May as well hotwire a socket
Right into my skull
Direction! Direction! I need direction…
50 weekly tabloids
In my face to keep abreast
Of Michael’s indiscretions
Or the size of Dolly’s tits
Oprah’s on a diet
She’s talking 50 pounds
I need that junk food ballance
Keep my feet down on the ground
Direction…
Computer network junkies
Calling on the phone
I got one eight hundred call lines
Pumping right into your home
Need some extra knowledge?
Got a database to loan
File it under couch potatos
In the twilight zone
Direction! Direction! I need direction…
Direction! Direction! Direction!
Which way to go!
Direction!
I don’t know!