The Television Will Not Be Revolutionized

歌詞

The Bastard's Tale. A classic piece of literature, If I ever heard one. Part 1: A wicked, bitter pretence, Stumbling round, No doubt, Blase Righteous. Remember now the year's 1412, or something. As I searched amongst them For a valuable gold piece. Not really, No, not really. The Bastard's Tale, Part 2: Now remember, The year is 1714, And we're enjoying our new inventions, Whatever those were. Such is The Bastard's life, Without apology, A cursed, pathetic boredom Altered by death alone. Death, a giant test, Transpired July 30th 1914. You should have seen us then, Coupled as we were, A feverish embrace. Wow.