Оригинален текст
Wake up, switch on
I eat my breakfast and the picture goes wrong
Give it a slap,
Give it a jog
I better hurry or
I'll miss the epilogue
Ride high without a saddle
Down the rapids on a boat without a paddle
I am the scourge of the
High seas
Just you watch'em running when
They hear about me
Chorus:
One two three...
Hail t.v.
Watching dirty harry
Made a man of me
Here I stand, t.v. man
I've got all the angels
Eating out of my hand...
I got the good,
Bad and ugly traits
But even dirty harry was allowed to make mistakes...
Knock, knock,
There's someone at the door
I can't imagine, I
Can't imagine
I can't imagine
What they come around here for...
Could be the rent...
Or h.p.
Whatever it is they gonna bleed me
I've got no money...