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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 in a boat without a paddle
I am the scourge of the high sea
Just you watch you running when they hear about me
1, 2, 3 Hail TV
Watching Dirty Harry made a man of me
Here I stand TV Man
I got all the angels eating out of my hand
I 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
Could be the rent or HP
Whatever it is, they're gonna BEP
Well I got no money
Nothing to borrow
Just you go away now
Don't go back tomorrow
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- Away
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- Friends
- Monsters of Goth
- Undead: A Gothic Masterpiece, Volume 1
- Undead: 50 Gothic Masterpieces
- Lindy’s Party
- Bigger Giants
- Muzak for Pleasure
- 25 lat listy przebojów Trójki: 1987
- MiniMax
- Maxi Pop, Volume IV
- 89 a Revista Rock, Volume 10
- 89FM - Arquivo do Rock
- Guitars & Machines, Volume 4
- Gothic Rock 2
- Gothic Rock: The Ultimate Collection
- Beggars Banquet: The Collection