Hit the switch and receive the signal was always good to make us smile But now a days you listen and there's emptiness across the dial Superstars and scheiße Popstars repeated from the dusk till dawn Every hour and every station what the hell is going on
They play the same thing every goddamned day We hear the same thing every goddamned day We ought to throw our radios away or kill ourselves
Now they complain the Internet destroys the music industry The RIAA is suing 12 year olds for record piracy Sales are down and folks aren't listening Schade I might start to cry I can be fixed the answer is make something that we want to buy.