TV TV TV Man
Tell me it’ll be okay
TV TV TV Man
Tell me it’ll be a day
Of sunshine and peace and local pizzerias
Give me the forecast of my chance to see a
Promise of a profit in a prophecy
Oh TV TV Man
Lie to me, lie to me

Radi-Radi-Radio
Give me 411 but won’t you make it low
Radi-Radi-Radio
Make it snappy, make it catchy, so that I can go
On with life and living and fiction novels
Put my twisty tie around my bag of bottles
Of vodka and denial and gin
Radi-adio
Don’t let me in, don’t let me in

Neighbor-bor-brr
So cold – can I hold you till the sun appears?
Neighbor-bor-brr
Cheer up, down the street, listen to the cheers
Of the football fields – pretend they are yours
Let broken fences break the building of doors
Built with fear and stone and doubt
Neigh-hey-bor
Open up and out, open up and out

TV TV Neighbor Man
Can I hold you till I know that it’ll be okay?
TV Radi-Radi-oceans of neighbors
Make it snappy, make it catchy, listen to the day
Of fields of sunshine and living life wide open
Put a twist on the ties and chances broken
Know the ledge holds the knowledge that no one knows
Oh TV Man - Man TV Oh

Add ‘em up and out
Add ‘em up and up and out
Let lies out to lay
Let me up to stay

Up and up and up and up
And up and up and up and up
And up and up and up and out