Feel so straight, and look so slow   But just you wait 'til I get you home   I saw you laughing on a TV show   Didn't think you'd know, all colours lead to black   Say you cant let go, and then you're never coming back.      Watch yourself when you talk to me   'cause I've got you and 86 TV's   And all those words that they made up for me   And what I thought they'd be   The radio's are red   They made a mess of me   So now I'm walking home instead.      Sweet like apples, I pulled you   Reminds me of the things we said we'd do   Now all those words that they made up for you   Could never pull you through   The greed and all the gain   They made a mess of you   And now you'll never be the same      I'd love to say I'd like to thank you all   But I have not the gaul, the wisdom or the guile   You walked into that ball   And then you disappeared in style.      On 86 TV's, On 86 TV's, On 86 TV's, On 86 TV's,