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