I got him tied

He once showed me a lot of stuff,
The cavorting, the dancing, the smutty guffaws

I didn't know better then, I didn't know Jesus' love

The stranger was always around in the corner

When I was sad he helped me cry

When I was happy, then came the funnies

I never knew how time would fly by

That was then, this is now

The stranger and I aren't as close as we were

He doesn't talk so often now

His eminent position, as it was, is no longer so sure

He tells me about what's happening in the world

He tells me about sharks, spiders, penguins and kangaroos

The elections, the politics, the hurricanes and the wars

I recently watched The Ten Commandments via him too

Though he be a terrible master,He now squeaks silently as a slave

The No. 1 spot has been taken a short while back

By Jesus who his time, days, nights and life for me freely gave

This be my humble opinion,

A slave, the stranger, better makes

For those who don't know him like that

Let a wrenching from him take place

And if he dares to rear his ugly head

And you feel, he is staging a coup

I would suggest you go ahead

"Throw him out" like a brother before me has rightly said.

The Stranger: The T.V.