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It was about four score and 20 years ago, the times were very different and nobody seemed to know. We lived our lives like fairytales and what we saw on TV. Nobody seemed to care that it was 1993. Running around like a Power Ranger while everybody stared at me. then '95 rolled around and Uncle Jessie is who I wanted to be. It was a Full House with D.J. and the crew. Kimmy Gibbler running around and Danny's on the news. Everything just seemed so perfect till TV turned us on to something new. Take me back to the time when it was just you and me, the TV was black and white and our future was unforeseen. Take me back to a time where everything was right, Back to a time when problems were solved on Friday nights. Next weeks episode the break the garden gnome. No one takes the blame but everybody knows. Cut to commercial, on the edge of our seats. A bear talks about toilet paper, our tension starts to heat. We hear the little jingle and fall back into our seats. The episode will end but there will always be next week. It takes me back to TV land, Gilligan's Island, everyone playing in the sand. It's crazy just to see where we are now. Gun's and *** all over the screen, people laying dead upon the ground. So if there's one thing I want from you, it would be easy for you to do. Just take me... Take me back to the time when it was just you and me, the TV was black and white and our future was unforeseen. Take me back to a time where everything was right, Back to a time when problems were solved on Friday nights.
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Jun 25, 2012
Jun 25, 2012 at 10:46 AM UTC
Problems Solved on Friday Nights
It was about four score and 20 years ago, the times were very different and nobody seemed to know. We lived our lives like fairytales and what we saw on TV. Nobody seemed to care that it was 1993. Running around like a Power Ranger while everybody stared at me. then '95 rolled around and Uncle Jessie is who I wanted to be. It was a Full House with D.J. and the crew. Kimmy Gibbler running around and Danny's on the news. Everything just seemed so perfect till TV turned us on to something new. Take me back to the time when it was just you and me, the TV was black and white and our future was unforeseen. Take me back to a time where everything was right, Back to a time when problems were solved on Friday nights. Next weeks episode the break the garden gnome. No one takes the blame but everybody knows. Cut to commercial, on the edge of our seats. A bear talks about toilet paper, our tension starts to heat. We hear the little jingle and fall back into our seats. The episode will end but there will always be next week. It takes me back to TV land, Gilligan's Island, everyone playing in the sand. It's crazy just to see where we are now. Gun's and *** all over the screen, people laying dead upon the ground. So if there's one thing I want from you, it would be easy for you to do. Just take me... Take me back to the time when it was just you and me, the TV was black and white and our future was unforeseen. Take me back to a time where everything was right, Back to a time when problems were solved on Friday nights.
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Jun 25, 2012
Jun 25, 2012 at 10:46 AM UTC
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