Filk: The Couch is Gone

Ding-dong the couch is gone
Which old couch?
The nasty ass couch
Ding-dong the nasty old couch is gone!

Once there was an empty room
Behind the Redwood Curtain
And two poor college students
Tired of sitting on the floor
They asked around in Hemp Town
And sang out with glee
When one rainy day some one said:
"It's all yours for forty bucks."
So through Hemp Town they went running
But skidded to a halt at the door
Ding-dong the couch is here
Is that a couch?
A nasty ass couch!
Ding-Dong it's been dipped in a bong

Rub your eyes
Shake your head
Is it for real?
Don't touch it, you'll be dead!

It's got cigarette burns in the front
And down, down, down,
the bong water trickled down.

Open the door!
Take it back!
Watch out for the--
CRASH!

Ding-Dong Merry oh!
They were high, we were low
Thank god, thank god the fucking couch is dead!

Why everyone's cheering
Except for the drunk guy leering
They wanted their couch back
They don't care if it's dead.

Ding-Dong the couch is gone!
Which old couch
The nasty ass couch
Ding dong the nasty old couch is gone!