Bardo

Bardo

facebook twitter
Rock - Indie/Low-Fi | Denver, Colorado, United States
Total Song Plays: 10   
Member Since: 2004
   Last Login: over 30 days ago

Profile    Songs    Photos    Connections    Endorsements   

Sign up for Broadjam today to follow Bardo, and be notified when they upload new stuff or update their news!

Plays: 0
Play Song
Add To Playlist
Plays: 1
Play Song
Add To Playlist
TV
Plays: 1
Play Song
Add To Playlist
Plays: 0
Play Song
Add To Playlist
Plays: 0
Play Song
Add To Playlist
Plays: 2
Play Song
Add To Playlist
Plays: 1
Play Song
Add To Playlist
Plays: 1
Play Song
Add To Playlist
Plays: 2
Play Song
Add To Playlist
Plays: 0
Play Song
Add To Playlist
Plays: 0
Play Song
Add To Playlist
Plays: 0
Play Song
Add To Playlist
Plays: 1
Play Song
Add To Playlist
Plays: 1
Play Song
Add To Playlist
Plays: 0
Play Song
Add To Playlist
Plays:

1

Lyrics

TV

Dashing down the boulevard into the dirty orange
Apocalyptic horizon, the coming of the storm
?I never thought it would be like this?, I heard somebody say
?Somebody change the channel quick, it can?t go on this way?

Ooh, don?t you know? Television ain?t real

It can keep you company with beautiful white noise
And it can baby-sit all the little girls and boys
You think that you can trust it, you?re forgetting how to feel
Lock all the doors up tight, baby, keep both hands on the wheel

Ooh, don?t you know? Television ain?t real

When you turn it odd at last
Suddenly you?re wide awake
Don?t ignore this moment, babe
There?s an awful lot at stake

The situation?s getting worse now. It?s enough to drive you mad
From main street to St. Petersburg, or was that Leningrad?
Way too much confusion, it?s time to strike a deal
All this modern chaos is losing it?s appeal

Ooh, don?t you know? Television ain?t real


Song Length
3:01
Genre
Blues - Rock


Lyric Credits Glenn Mickley
Music Credits Glenn Mickley
Producer Credits Bardo
Performance Credits Glenn Mickley, Jeff Herrick, Phil Rummings