February 19, 2006

The Night Our Tivo Died   (to tune 'The Night Chicago Died')

In the chill of a winter night
In the land of the dollar bill
When the drives of our Tivo died
And we talk about it still

When the tube said "Pogue Mahone"
for the tv had no tone
And when I called in for a fix
it'd be weeks without our kicks.

I heard my mama cry
I heard her pray the night my Tivo died
Brother what a night it really was
Brother what a fight it really was
Glory be!

I heard my mama cry
I heard her pray the night my Tivo died
Brother what a night the people saw
Brother what a fight the people saw
Yes indeed!

And the sound of the silence rang
Through the house at the town's west side
And there was nothing to do but read
when Tivo up and died.

But then shouting in the street
And the sound of running feet
As a crowd in unison said
"Our Tivo is dead!"...

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