| Song | Hello, My Name Is Your T.V. |
| Artist | Ludo |
| Album | Ludo |
| 作曲 : Volpe | |
| Hello, my name is | |
| Your TVWe've been together so long | |
| So many memories | |
| We solved so many problems | |
| Situated comedies | |
| I fed you ads and movie stars | |
| And you always fell asleep | |
| In my color bars but there's this | |
| World outside | |
| Where the lighting's off | |
| Scenes last too long | |
| And you lose the plot | |
| All the girls, they lie | |
| And they break your heart | |
| And nothing's done | |
| When the streets go dark | |
| Here, see | |
| California | |
| Where pretty people dream | |
| And the good guy gets the girl | |
| By the sunny sea | |
| And when they'd yell upstairs | |
| You'd cry, "Little boy inside their lies" | |
| In the dark, | |
| I'd watch your eyes | |
| And I know the way they laugh | |
| The jackals feast behind your back | |
| Here you hide but still they stab | |
| In the dark, | |
| I feel you die in that | |
| World outside | |
| Where the lighting's off | |
| Scenes last too long | |
| And you lose the plot | |
| All the girls, they lie | |
| And they break your heart | |
| And nothing's done | |
| When the streets go dark | |
| Here, see | |
| California | |
| Where pretty people dream | |
| Now see that icy vacant lot | |
| Where they made your nose bleed | |
| The flannel spread, the heater on | |
| The world is dead, the sun is gone | |
| Here take my hand, | |
| I'll take you home | |
| You'll never have to be alone | |
| The picture's warping slowly | |
| The scrolling seems unending | |
| The snowy edges blurring | |
| The bars between us bending | |
| Feel you start to breathe | |
| You are alive inside of me | |
| Forever tan and strong and loved | |
| You'll never bleed again | |
| In dreamy | |
| California scenes | |
| Where bad guys meet their destiny | |
| And the good guy gets the girl | |
| By the sunny sea |
| zuò qǔ : Volpe | |
| Hello, my name is | |
| Your TVWe' ve been together so long | |
| So many memories | |
| We solved so many problems | |
| Situated comedies | |
| I fed you ads and movie stars | |
| And you always fell asleep | |
| In my color bars but there' s this | |
| World outside | |
| Where the lighting' s off | |
| Scenes last too long | |
| And you lose the plot | |
| All the girls, they lie | |
| And they break your heart | |
| And nothing' s done | |
| When the streets go dark | |
| Here, see | |
| California | |
| Where pretty people dream | |
| And the good guy gets the girl | |
| By the sunny sea | |
| And when they' d yell upstairs | |
| You' d cry, " Little boy inside their lies" | |
| In the dark, | |
| I' d watch your eyes | |
| And I know the way they laugh | |
| The jackals feast behind your back | |
| Here you hide but still they stab | |
| In the dark, | |
| I feel you die in that | |
| World outside | |
| Where the lighting' s off | |
| Scenes last too long | |
| And you lose the plot | |
| All the girls, they lie | |
| And they break your heart | |
| And nothing' s done | |
| When the streets go dark | |
| Here, see | |
| California | |
| Where pretty people dream | |
| Now see that icy vacant lot | |
| Where they made your nose bleed | |
| The flannel spread, the heater on | |
| The world is dead, the sun is gone | |
| Here take my hand, | |
| I' ll take you home | |
| You' ll never have to be alone | |
| The picture' s warping slowly | |
| The scrolling seems unending | |
| The snowy edges blurring | |
| The bars between us bending | |
| Feel you start to breathe | |
| You are alive inside of me | |
| Forever tan and strong and loved | |
| You' ll never bleed again | |
| In dreamy | |
| California scenes | |
| Where bad guys meet their destiny | |
| And the good guy gets the girl | |
| By the sunny sea |