Little Grover turned out to be one spunky pup. He had to find his way across the rugged mountain and scorching desserts in order to get home. The poor little critter was accidentally left behind on a fishing trip three weeks ago. In an amazing show of loyalty and courage, a terrier name Grover traveled hundred of miles. It was a news flash I picked up yesterday about a dog. Why, if only we were all wiener dogs, our problems would be solved. Well, how exactly would you propose we’re gonna do that, exactly? What are you talking about? What do you mean?Įxactly what it I said. I don't want to hear another word about cars! Just 'cause you can move around, you think you're better than I am! I'M NOT AN INVALID I WAS DESIGNED TO STICK IN A WALL!! I LIKE BEIN' STUCK IN THIS STUPID WALL!! I can't help it if the kid was TOO SHORT TO REACH MY DIALS!! It's a conspiracy, and every one of you low-watts is in on it. You think I don't know what's goin' on in here? I know what goes on in this cottage. Because the Master never played with you. You're gonna get me bawlin' like a baby any time now. The whole bunch of ya gotta have a combined wattage of five, maybe less. Oh, yeah? Did you talk to him recently or somethin'? They could drive up any second. Now, get this through your chrome We've been dumped! Abandoned! What is it with you guys, anyway? You act like you just came off the assembly line. "Optimistic"?! Somebody untie the knot in this guy's cord! And any day now, he might come rompin' back, huh? Just come whistlin' right back in through that door, and everything'll be the same Real peachy-keen-like. You guys really have an attachment for that kid, don't ya? You know somethin', you're a real bright little lamp. The shocking world, and bringing Geneva Talks to a grinding halt! The fact is, there's Just not enough facts.įight breaks out in the peaceful mountain cottage. Rrrhhh! Cry, cry, weep, wail and sob! It's disgusting! Every time! I can't believe it! Every single- Give me that stupid picture! More, more, more!/ Everything you wanted and more!/More, more, more!/ We're the bytes and chips to call./You just have yourself a ball./ It's all hyperactive on the edge!/From LEDs to CRTs,/ Woofers, tweeters, antenna trees,/ And ultra-nylon life of ease./Everything you dreamed of on the edge! Hey, I can bake your biscuits, too./ Pop some dough, boy, out for you./I'm micro-solid state and that's no static! If you want a lean machine/ To whip you up some mean cuisine,/I'm on ze scene, totally automatic. You want to go to old Rio De Janeiro, my dear?/You want to join in any Club Paradise?/You'd really rather stay at home, where the picture is clear./You get it on the stereo./And you don't even have to go./More, more, more!/ Everything you wanted and more!/More, more, more!Īny time or place you wish,/You might meet up with some dish./Pull yourself together on the edge! Let me tell you what it's for./Here's the printout with the score./Get yourself together on the edge. With fiber optics cast in plastic/For natural sights and sound fantastic./Just reach out and talk to your dear old Uncle Emery! I can process words, accounting too./And my pixel screen displays for you./Computer graphics locked into your memory. Since you came here uninvited/We all knew you'd be delighted./This is not the time or place to hedge./ No one here would be so bold to,/But since you asked and no one's told you,/Let us take you to the cutting edge!