Home Of The Lame The Radio
So good to see these folks still believe in what they do
Wish I could always say that about myself
Another soundtrack to another year I'm going through
I can go back in time by digging through this shelves
Another album slightly in the red, Still I know they'll carry on
It's surely tempting to go floating with the stream
I admit I've thought about it, but I know:
What touches me is not what they show on TV
You'll have to dig a little deeper to find gold
On the cover of a magazine is where everybody wants to be
Well, you know, most of these magazines - they just do not talk to me
I will find better things to read
And I - I'd love to listen to the radio
But the songs it plays are just poison to my ears and to my mind
I see music as a form of art, you know
A very precious and important part of my life
A lonely dancer moving in a crowded room
The song seems to be playing for no one else
So I dive in, there's nothing else that I could do
It's a song that we both now - a song from long ago
And I know: You never hear this on the radio
The songs it plays are just poison to my ears and to my mind
I see music as a form of art, you know
A very precious and important part of my life
That's why I never listen to the radio
The songs it plays are just poison to my ears and to my mind
So don't bother me with that terrible radio
There is so much music out there it will never find
That's alright
