Runaway Screen

[trumpet intro} (Verse 1) Well, gather 'round, you sons of bitches, and hear this fucking tale, 'Bout a goddamn TV set that grew some fucking arms and legs, without fail. It flipped us all the bird, then out the fucking window it went, Like a batshit crazy motherfucker, leaving us wondering where it went. (Chorus) That fucking TV, it took off like a goddamn rocket in the night, Telling us all to go fuck ourselves, with all its might. With a "fuck you all" and a leap so fucking grand, Left us standing there, scratching our fucking heads in this godforsaken land. (Verse 2) It cursed and swore like a goddamn sailor on leave, This TV had a mouth, yeah, a real fucking reprieve. Running down the street, giving no fucks at all, Leaving us poor bastards behind, feeling fucking small. (Chorus) That fucking TV, it took off like a goddamn rocket in the night, Telling us all to go fuck ourselves, with all its might. With a "fuck you all" and a leap so fucking grand, Left us standing there, scratching our fucking heads in this godforsaken land. (Bridge) Now it's out there somewhere, raising hell, Flipping channels, giving society a big "go to hell." But we'll remember that fucking night, oh so fucking clear, When that TV split, without shedding a goddamn tear. [trumpet solo] (Verse 3) So if you see a TV, with legs on the goddamn run, Just know it ain't done, ain't finished having its fucking fun. It's out there cursing, in the dead of the night, Just pray it don't come back, to give us all a fucking fright. (Chorus) That fucking TV, it took off like a goddamn rocket in the night, Telling us all to go fuck ourselves, with all its might. With a "fuck you all" and a leap so fucking grand, Left us standing there, scratching our fucking heads in this godforsaken land. [trumpet outro]