Second Rate Broadcasting

Got home, got back in my van and drove

Grabbed my last three dollars and forgot my phone

Proving not a single soul we know is losing their old habits

So Kevin, if you’re listening

They really messed this up

“The Pony” is lonely, becoming one with the rest

But, if you ask me, there’s a damn good reason why a reputation like yours exists

She’ll save me a spot on the couch

The couch where she calls home

And she’ll toast to you in her living room

Where a dinner and second rate broadcasting are all we know