Artist: The Bolshoi
Album: Lindy's Party
Year: 1987
Song: TV Man

Lyrics:


Wake up, switch on
I eat my breakfast and the picture goes wrong
Give it a slap, give it a jog
I better hurry or I'll miss the epilogue
Ride high, without a saddle
Down the rapids on a boat without a paddle
I am the scourge of the high seas
Just you watch 'em running
when they hear about me

One, two, three... Hail T.V.
Watching Dirty Harry made a man of me
Here I stand, T.V. Man
I've got all the angels eating out of my hand...
I've got good, bad and ugly traits
But even Dirty Harry was allowed to make mistakes...

Knock, knock, there's someone at the door
I can't imagine, I can't imagine
I can't imagine what they come around here for...
Coule be the rent... Or H.P.
Whatever it is they gonna bleed me
I've got no money... Nothing to borrow
Just you go away now, don't come back tomorrow

One, two, three... Hail T.V.
Watching Dirty Harry made a man of me
Here I stand, T.V. Man
I've got all the angels eating out of my hand...
I've got good, bad and ugly traits
But even Dirty Harry was allowed to make mistakes...

It's so hot here under the sun
Just him and me
And a couple of six guns
I look at him
He looks at me
Out come the guns
Who will it be...

One, two, three... Hail T.V.
Watching Dirty Harry made a man of me
Here I stand, T.V. Man
I've got all the angels eating out of my hand...
I've got good, bad and ugly traits
But even Dirty Harry was allowed to make mistakes...


-Troy