My TV

DROVE THE CAR INTO THE SUN
DOWN THE ROAD FAST AS A GUN
ROCKABILLY SONGS ON THE RADIO
ERSEL HICKEY AND THE DIAMOND GLOWS
EVERYBODY WANTS TO BE A STAR
EVERYBODY WANTS TO BE SOMEONE
LEFT BOGALUSA IN THE POURING RAIN
AND HEADED OUT FOR THE LA SUN
MY OLD MAN’S RUSTY AS A RUSTY RAKE
FISHING DOWN BY A BLACK HOLD LAKE
BURIED HIS DREAMS BY AN APPLE TREE
BUT I SAW THE FUTURE
ON MY TV
THERE’S A MANTA RAY AT THE BEACH MOTEL
AND I PLAYED MY GUITAR LIKE THE RING OF A BELL
TOO MUCH WINE AND NOT ENOUGH WOMEN
NOW I’M BACK ON THE STREET AND I CAN’T MAKE A LIVING
MY OLD MAN’S RUSTY AS A RUSTY RAKE
FISHING DOWN BY A BLACK HOLD LAKE
HE BURIED HIS DREAMS BY AN APPLE TREE
BUT I SAW THE FUTURE
ON MY TV
YOU FOLLOW THE RIVER, YOU FOLLOW THE STARS
BUT YOU ALWAYS END UP RIGHT WHERE YOU ARE
RAN AWAY FROM A SMALL TOWN
IT WAS ALL IN MY HEAD
RAN AWAY FROM MARIA
NOW MY HEART FEELS LIKE LEAD
MY OLD MAN’S RUSTY AS A RUSTY RAKE
FISHING DOWN BY A BLACK HOLD LAKE
HE BURIED HIS DREAMS BY AN APPLE TREE
BUT I SAW THE FUTURE
I SAW THE FUTURE BABY
ON MY TV