Lyrics:
and faces'
The stations, the stations
The talk shows, the dead air
The stations, the stations
The talk shows, the dead air
The stations, the stations
underground struggle. Slim chance that you bubble I'm a meek fan, but too many meek clones flood the air stations. these the hot now playing no focus
, the gas station
Where the air is filled with gasoline fumes
And petrol power is taking me over
Smoke of rubber, rubber rubber
When wheels don't turn, when
A few hours later, a baby boy
One stop to Grand Central Station
So close he can taste it in the air
One stop to Grand Central Station
One wrong turn
tah Pattaya
Y a rien pour la flicaille, y a le ne-jau, je l'ai tsataya
Jacuzzi en plein air, station balnéaire
Restaurant 5 étoiles, spécialité
Douter de rien
Même du rêve américain
Ca me détend
L'air est si chaud
Dans les stations Texaco
Humer l'air du temps
Regarder les feux de la ville
the market
We'll nightly air raid power stations
We'll jam the radio with feedback
And explode the televisions
We'll tie your children to their bean bags
Your voice is on the air
On all the stations later
Yes you are everywhere
With such ubiquity
It don't mean shit to me
Just wanna make it clear
Just go
wrote some years ago
Didn’t really go nowhere
Who would think after all this time
It would finally get some air.
That station said ‘it’s not for us’
inspects the deck
Just when you thought we would fold our hand
Against all odds we raised the bet like we changed the plans
It was live on air but in
on that Pirate Radio?
Well, we've been drivin' all night, ever since we were teenagers,
Up to that border town where the outlaw station air waves
Radio station, on the air
Now on the radio
It's my song that's playing on
All over the galaxy
On the frequency of love
Everynight the same old song
a chance
'caus her heart is up for grabs
Hope she hears my message
on the air
So play my tune
Station 1 oh yeah
You on my side?
Station 1 oh yeah
Don't want
The moon tonight
The treating wining air from the station
(From the station)
Leaving tonight
Alone on the highway
Would I be through to you?
Should I
invadin' the stations, air waves
And rest haven on your listener's membranes
I done paid some change, I got Timbo
This is not a brainy thang, yo this is
right
Stomping like Timberlands niggas, a pair of Nikes
But this is more Timbaland nigga and Obie Trice
The combination is invading stations, air waves
"G"
So bump this beat 'cause it's real, just change your air change the station
Watch the story bout hatin', then another bout bassin'
I'm takin' riches
She walks with a sadness like she's never known
Exiting from the back in black from head to toe
A swallow of stale station air
Leaving behind
Midnight at the Indianapolis bus station
Saddest little place I've ever known
You could build stairs through the air out of the frustration
Due
really matter
'Cause I still feel the same damn way about you
Trapped in the air
Leaving Atocha Station
Trying to care
Without a motivation
And freaking
Now I'm on the air
Check the stations bet they Hearing me
Niggas never rated
Now they Trynna break some Bread w me
Bet I be in the kitchen Trynna Cook
pass in my rotation
Make that real shit they won't air on them stations
Yeah, fuck being humble
I'm the godfather
Rodney Mullen, Don Corleone, ay, ee,
mother fuckers hanging off our nuts
Trying to get played
It's a waste of radio station air waves
And it case you're wondering
I'm one of the mother fuckers
not motivation
Price in the air like gas stations
How you gone make your payments
Not up to me let God face it
Steve Jobs on the ringtone
Ever since I
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