"The radio has changed our lives and practically saved our lives"
Oh yeah! I wanna tell you about Dead City Radio, man And the new Gods of Supertown, yeah! A world of magical lanterns and chemical blues A world where X stands for the unknown and Y is the zero
Yeah, sluggish drones assault my radio Twenty mortal lashes of grotesque audio Glittering fountains, misspent youth I'm a rhinestone tiger in a leisure suit
Turn it up! Turn it up! Turn it up, oh yeah!
We listen to the radio! Dead radio!
I'll tell you one thing, man Nothing ever happens until you medicate The witch queen of Mongo And hail the passing of King George Everybody is eating on behalf of the gods With their plastic necks and their silver teeth Oh yeah!
Yeah, is there life beyond what you know Hallucination thrives on my stereo Astonishing skeptics wasted youth She's an Angel of odd in her birthday suit
Turn it up! Turn it up! Turn it up, oh yeah!
We listen to the radio! Dead radio! We listen to the radio! Dead radio!
It's right here right now that we best serve the beast of transmission And the cool passing waves of ignorance They say the heart is a lonely hunter And the hardbox comes with a crime inside Oh yeah!
"Today on this program you will hear, the sound of our soul. We know that music is music, but when we are together, we got power!"
We listen to the radio! Dead radio! We listen to the radio! Dead radio!