Текст и слова песни Costello Elvis – Radio, Radio
I was tuned into the shine of the late night dial
Doing anything my radio advised
With everyone of those late night stations
Playing songs bringing tears to my eyes
I was seriously thinking about hiding the reciever
When the switch broke cause it's old
They're saying things I can hardly believe
They really think we're getttin' out of control
Radio is the sound salvation
Radio is cleaning up the nation
They say you better listen to the Voice of Reason
But they don;t give you any choice
'Cause they think that it's treason
So you had better do as you were told
You better listen to the radio
I wanna bite the hand that feeds me
I wanna bite that hand so badly
I wanna make them wish they'd never seen me
Some of my freinds sit around every evening
And they worry about the times ahead
But everybody else is overwhelmed by indifference
And the promise of an early bed
You either shut up or get cut out
They don't wanna hear about it
It's only inches on the reel to reel
And the radio is in the hands
Of such a lot of fools
Tryin' to anesthetize they way that you feel
Radio is the sound salvation
Radio is cleaning up the nation
They say you better listen to the Voice Of Reason
But they don't give any choice
'Cause they think that its treason
So you had better do as you were told
You better listen to the radio
Wonderful Radio
Nothing Less than Radio
Radio, Radio
Doing anything my radio advised
With everyone of those late night stations
Playing songs bringing tears to my eyes
I was seriously thinking about hiding the reciever
When the switch broke cause it's old
They're saying things I can hardly believe
They really think we're getttin' out of control
Radio is the sound salvation
Radio is cleaning up the nation
They say you better listen to the Voice of Reason
But they don;t give you any choice
'Cause they think that it's treason
So you had better do as you were told
You better listen to the radio
I wanna bite the hand that feeds me
I wanna bite that hand so badly
I wanna make them wish they'd never seen me
Some of my freinds sit around every evening
And they worry about the times ahead
But everybody else is overwhelmed by indifference
And the promise of an early bed
You either shut up or get cut out
They don't wanna hear about it
It's only inches on the reel to reel
And the radio is in the hands
Of such a lot of fools
Tryin' to anesthetize they way that you feel
Radio is the sound salvation
Radio is cleaning up the nation
They say you better listen to the Voice Of Reason
But they don't give any choice
'Cause they think that its treason
So you had better do as you were told
You better listen to the radio
Wonderful Radio
Nothing Less than Radio
Radio, Radio
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