THE LEGEND OF THE LOST TV REMOTE (Radio Edit)
It started on a quiet night,
The TV flickered, not quite right.
But where's the power, where's the key?
The remote is gone, it's lost to me.
A hero's quest, I must begin,
To find the tool that turns things dim.
Through the halls and rooms I'll roam,
To bring that sacred remote back home.
The legend of the lost TV remote,
A journey long, a tale of hope.
Through couch and crease, through dark and light,
I'll find the way, I'll win the fight!
Beneath the cushions, where shadows dwell,
A darkened void, a secret hell.
I dive in deep, into the fray,
But the remote is nowhere in this disarray.
Through laundry piles, through dusty floors,
I'll kick down all the closet doors.
In the dryer's roar, I hear the call,
But still it's missing, where did it fall?
The legend of the lost TV remote,
A journey long, a tale of hope.
Through couch and crease, through dark and light,
I'll find the way, I'll win the fight!
In the attic's dust, where echoes wail,
I stumble on an ancient trail.
A mystic force, it guards the prize,
But I'm not fooled by its disguise.
With courage strong, I face the test,
To reclaim the tool of endless rest.
The legend of the lost TV remote,
A journey long, a tale of hope.
Through couch and crease, through dark and light,
I'll find the way, I'll win the fight!
At last I find it, beneath the stairs,
The remote of power, the end of cares.
With victory in hand, I press the key,
The screen lights up, and I'm finally free.
But heed this tale, for it's not done,
The legend lives on, for everyone.
The TV flickered, not quite right.
But where's the power, where's the key?
The remote is gone, it's lost to me.
A hero's quest, I must begin,
To find the tool that turns things dim.
Through the halls and rooms I'll roam,
To bring that sacred remote back home.
The legend of the lost TV remote,
A journey long, a tale of hope.
Through couch and crease, through dark and light,
I'll find the way, I'll win the fight!
Beneath the cushions, where shadows dwell,
A darkened void, a secret hell.
I dive in deep, into the fray,
But the remote is nowhere in this disarray.
Through laundry piles, through dusty floors,
I'll kick down all the closet doors.
In the dryer's roar, I hear the call,
But still it's missing, where did it fall?
The legend of the lost TV remote,
A journey long, a tale of hope.
Through couch and crease, through dark and light,
I'll find the way, I'll win the fight!
In the attic's dust, where echoes wail,
I stumble on an ancient trail.
A mystic force, it guards the prize,
But I'm not fooled by its disguise.
With courage strong, I face the test,
To reclaim the tool of endless rest.
The legend of the lost TV remote,
A journey long, a tale of hope.
Through couch and crease, through dark and light,
I'll find the way, I'll win the fight!
At last I find it, beneath the stairs,
The remote of power, the end of cares.
With victory in hand, I press the key,
The screen lights up, and I'm finally free.
But heed this tale, for it's not done,
The legend lives on, for everyone.
Credits
Writer(s): Sebastian Holle
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