Channel 5

I wasn’t born a dancer
The danger was too much
So while you learned to cha-cha-cha i languished in the tub
A rumba in the jungle
Some soft shoes for your toes
A dance safari in your mind while i stayed safe at home
Channel five…
Channel five…
Channel five…
We didn’t have no hang ups or prejudice in us
We’d see a person on the street
And come at them with love
Unbridled joy each morning to simply be alive
We’d sing and dance, and dance some more
Then chase some butterflies
Channel five…
Channel five… channel five… channel five
That was when we got it right, so let’s go back again tonight
So now I feed the mortgage
And dream in dollar signs
The endless chatter in my brain just telling me what to buy
But I think of you each Monday
When I tune in at 8
And join the folks in TV-land
For a pitiful gyrate
Channel five…
That was when we got it right, so let’s go back again tonight