Turn off the TV

Turn off the TV

Get off your butt

Your joints are all stiff

‘Cause you’re in a rut

Turn off the TV

Go sleep with your wife

She’s in bed alone

And cries every night

Turn off the TV

You’re losing your spouse

She cooks, she waits

While you watch “House”

Turn off the TV

Keep those promises you made

She’s more than just a

Cook and a maid

Turn off the TV

Work on your book

Do something fun

Get out of that nook

Turn off the TV

Do something together

She’s dying inside

And it’s not from the weather

Turn off the TV

Or your epitaph will be

“Life passed him by,

While he was watching TV”

Turn off the TV

I’m begging you please

It’s robbing our lives

More than any disease