What Channel
The stations already set
But you're twisting knobs and shit
Trust me when I say there's nothing there to see
In a sec its gonna go off
It's getting a little fuzzy
Maybe you shouldn't have control of the remote
Channel one gives you the news
Channel two gives you the sports
Channel three tells you about the weather
But I predict rain for us
Then its channel 5 6 7 and 8
But they don't really matter because you should be tuned in to me
[Chorus]
What channel are you on
Are you tuned in
Are you focused
Do you need some help adjusting
The pictures crystal clear
What channel are you on ?
You got the plug that goes in my socket
But you wont plug it in and spark it
Your being a couch potato
When you need to be an m c o
My channel only
Maybe you shouldn't have control of the remote
Channel one gives you the news
Channel two gives you the sports
Channel three tells you about the weather
But I predict rain for us
Then its channel 5 6 7 and 8
But they don't really matter because you should be tuned in to me
What channel are you on
Are you tuned in
Are you focused
Do you need some help adjusting
The pictures crystal clear
What channel are you on ?
[Talking]
What channel are you on
Are you tuned in
Are you focused
Do you need some help adjusting
The pictures crystal clear
What channel are you on ?
What channel [x13]
Ahhh yeeeee oooooo
What channel are you on
Because you need to get on my channel, really
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