One minute you and Barney Fife are best friends
Next minute you're on Sea Hunt with a case of the bends
The Jetsons got you taking care of their dog
You're walking it with Barnabus out in the fog
You say you want to get out, you want to get out
But that's not as easy as it seems
You got to stick around for this TV Dream
You're enjoying martinis with Honey West
You close your eyes for a second and she becomes Johnny Quest
For some reason you k**ed Pugsly and Dick Grayson too
Perry Mason out and out refuses to help you
You say you want to get out, you want to get out
But you're going up against the A-Team
You better make the most out of this TV Dream
You think you're getting a bird's-eye view of Jeannie's naval
Turns out you're flirting with Flicka out there in the stable
Sergeant Friday finds out and reads you your rights
Says, "Take care of Katie's triplets for a thousand and one nights"
You say you want to get out, you want to get out
But Farah's got you smothered in cream
Well there's no escape from this TV
Now you and Napolean Solo have just thrown up
From all the cute little black kids talking like Rhoda
Art Fleming won't even let you question the answers
Until you've tried out for the Solid Gold dancers
You say you want to get out, you want to get out
But it doesn't even help if you scream
No life's not as real as this TV Dream
TV Dream
TV Dream
TV Dream