Lazin' in the shade of the information superhighway
Dozin' in the glade, here beside the fiberoptic byway
Corned beef in the can, White House on the wire
Throw another analog on the fire
I'm lazin' in the shade of the information superhighway

Been a chilly winter huddled up beside my printer
But this morning, boys, I been to Rio on my modem line
I used to take a nap and say that nothin' much was happenin'
But now I'm learnin' Japanese and how to choose a good wine
And when I'm feelin' low
I'll access the Vice President and tell him so
I'm lazin' in the shade of the information superhighway

(spoken)
Let's see, channel 436: America's Funniest Home Surgery Videos
437: After Lifestyles of the Dead and Famous
438: Dobie Gilligan, the all Bob Denver network
439: Censorship Channel, nothin' on

(sung)
Drag my internet through the data stream
Carrying a metaphor what might seem a bit too far
I'm lazin' in the shade of the information superhighway

Found myself a female who could make me glad to be male
So I whispered in her e-mail, "Honey, won't you megabyte mine?"
But now my elocution's gotten into distribution
And some guy in the Aleutian Islands wants know my sign
And when I hear that final knell
I'll fax my workin' organs to Jocelyn Elders
I'm easin' down the glade
And may I say, not in a shy way
I'm lazin' in the shade of the information superhighway