comfortable place on the couch

Midnight Oil

Comfortable suburban home
Too afraid to go out on your own
Comfortable place on the couch
Nature's a stranger keep it out
Haul away

So you got coastline for fence
It could be your first line of defence
You'll never be ready for this
Ignorance is bliss haven't you heard
Haul away

Giv me your sermon on the mount
Give me your final account
Your house is so blissfully calm
I'll bury you down at the farm
Haul away

They say the truth is what you see
I know the truth is what you feel