Radio Tokyo

Seven hours later

She takes the elevator to the 2nd floor

To the underground committee

That's where they'll decide

If you'll be praised or you'll be

Tied up on the bathroom floor

As you scream for more

All the souls are dying while the idiots are trying

To convince you that they're cooler

But they still don't know

They're about to lose control

And they'll be saying now

Calling radio tokyo

The lines are down you're good to go

This is real can't you feel

Calling radio tokyo

The kids are feeling way to low

They're on their knees

Won't somebody please just bring them home

Get out of the black car

On the sidewalk of the big stars

Of the now and then

Kinda feels a little late

Someone had a bad day

So they sell your soul on e-bay

With an 8×10 autographed in pen

All the souls are dying while the idiots are trying

To convince you that they're cooler

But they still don't know

They're about to lose control

And they'll be saying now

Calling radio tokyo

The lines are down you're good to go

This is real can't you feel

Calling radio tokyo

The kids are feeling way to low

They're on their knees

Won't somebody please just bring them home

Seven hours later

They stopped the elevator to the 2nd floor

And there was no more

Calling radio tokyo

The lines are down　you're good to go

This is real can't you feel

Calling radio tokyo

The kids are feeling way to low

They're on their knees

Won't somebody please just bring them home

This is real can't you feel

Calling radio tokyo

The kids are feeling way to low

They're on their knees

Won't somebody please just bring them home