歌词
Nice try, big guy but I must interrupt or I'll stop you dead in your tracks again.
Headless chicken got me thinking that our world is sinking to the bottom of the sea.
Yes but buddy it aint rock and roll without A little hard graft.
'n you make me love driving through tunnels.... (what what what)
What's that **** on the radio?
Sounds like they made it so they could make it.
What's that **** on the radio?
Embedded like shingles, radioactive jingles.
What's that **** on the radio? Whoah...
Sugar coated, glucose bloated, safety tops the charts again.
I know this song is ironic, electronic hypocrisy coming from a band who used to care for mirrors (in more ways then one).
But buddy it aint rock n roll when you're involved.
When you shape your craft to fit the masses.
What's that **** on the radio?
Sounds like they made it so they could make it.
What's that **** on the radio?
Embedded like shingles, radioactive jingles.
What's that **** on the radio? Whoah...
What's that **** on the radio?
Not talking 'bout white paint, not talking bout coffee stains.
What's that **** on the radio?
Sounds like they made it so they could make it.
What's that **** on the radio?
Embedded like shingles, radioactive jingles.
What's that **** on the radio?
I'm so sick of hearing it, but I just can't stop singing it..
What's that **** on the radio? Woahhhh
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