That old evening news is sure depressing
This world is in a mess and it don't get better
Terrorism's in fashion and even love can kill you
Oh but I have found a better place to go
We're all livin' in the shadow of the bomb
Tuned in to the lifestyles of the rich and greedy
Oh but meanwhile back in Mayberry no one says the "F" word
Thank God for the reruns
On the Andy Griffith Show, Angie's letting Otis out of jail
Gomer's helpin' Goober drive the mail
Oh and Barney's lookin' for his bullet, you better watch out for your toes
I wish life was like the Andy Griffith Show
Now they're dealing in souls on the airwaves
All them false profits tryin' to make a buck
But old Floyd the barber, he just goes on trimmin' hair
And we ain't heard the last of Ernest T. Bass you know
CHORUS:
On the Andy Griffith Show, Aunt B's cookin' lamb and turnip greens
Now everyone dance while the Darlins pick and sing
Yeah that Oppy's diggin' worms to go fishin' don't ya know
I wish life was like the Andy Griffith Show
Thelma Lou told Wanita to call Helen Crump
Then round up Clara and Emmett and Howard Spray
There's a town meeting down at Andy's office
Barney's gonna try to take us all back in time
CHORUS:
To the Andy Griffith Show, the biggest hastle there was makin' moonshine
They sat swingin' on the porch with an easy mind
Oh and maybe it was unreal, but when this old world blows
I hope I end up on the Andy Griffith Show
I wish life was like the Andy Griffith Show
This world is in a mess and it don't get better
Terrorism's in fashion and even love can kill you
Oh but I have found a better place to go
We're all livin' in the shadow of the bomb
Tuned in to the lifestyles of the rich and greedy
Oh but meanwhile back in Mayberry no one says the "F" word
Thank God for the reruns
On the Andy Griffith Show, Angie's letting Otis out of jail
Gomer's helpin' Goober drive the mail
Oh and Barney's lookin' for his bullet, you better watch out for your toes
I wish life was like the Andy Griffith Show
Now they're dealing in souls on the airwaves
All them false profits tryin' to make a buck
But old Floyd the barber, he just goes on trimmin' hair
And we ain't heard the last of Ernest T. Bass you know
CHORUS:
On the Andy Griffith Show, Aunt B's cookin' lamb and turnip greens
Now everyone dance while the Darlins pick and sing
Yeah that Oppy's diggin' worms to go fishin' don't ya know
I wish life was like the Andy Griffith Show
Thelma Lou told Wanita to call Helen Crump
Then round up Clara and Emmett and Howard Spray
There's a town meeting down at Andy's office
Barney's gonna try to take us all back in time
CHORUS:
To the Andy Griffith Show, the biggest hastle there was makin' moonshine
They sat swingin' on the porch with an easy mind
Oh and maybe it was unreal, but when this old world blows
I hope I end up on the Andy Griffith Show
I wish life was like the Andy Griffith Show