(The) television caught me tonlght
It didn't need to say a word
About the fact that you had died
And just that you might not be back
From somewhere you had been
In behind the television screen
How the run of old films begin
Tributes come and trlbutes go
Which ones were you in
And who am i to speak for you
When so much has been said
Is it true? You're really dead?
Liggers at your funeral
Appearing as you know them well
Oooh they come from miles around
To lay their lies and flowers down
(The) television caught me tonight
A little love lost on the night
The audience looked on
The mirror cracked, she's coming back
She's wearing black today
She'd be a fool to stay away
Stories by the old wives appear
They all get paid for being here
And watching from the wings
Do you get the chance to tell the truth
About what's being said
Or is it true you're really dead?
(The) television caught me tonlght
It didn't need to say a word
About the fact that you had died
And just that you might not be back
From somewhere you had been
In behind the television screen
Liggers at your funeral
Appearing as you know them well
Oooh they come from miles around
Writer(s): Mike Paxman, Judie Tzuke
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