Terrestrial Changeover Blues (2007 – 2012)

And if TV screens still had static I'd watch it 'til my eyes bleed

But for now But for now Standby will do

And the pixels are so small to the eyes When it left me Well, I almost cried There was something missing Missing inside

I'm in bed by 11PM Stand-by will do They sure don't make them like they used to They sure don't make them like they used to

I'm in bed by 11PM Stand-by will do They sure don't make them like they used to No, they sure don't make them like they used to

Punch yourself in the head Punch your, punch yourself in the head, in the head He's running, rolling down the stairs To the kitchen where the people stay, and people stare And there's a man with a golden gun And he's telling me you're not much fun, you're not much fun And I lie in bed, watching static on the television set Only now, it's in my, in my head

Punch yourself in the head Punch your, punch yourself in the head, in the head He's running, rolling down the stairs To the kitchen where the people stay, and people stare And there's a man with a golden gun And he's telling me you're not much fun, you're not much fun And I lie in bed, watching static on the television set Only now, it's in my, in my head