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Albums:

So Not Over You [Radio Edit/Johnny Douglas Radio Mix] (Simply Red) · Alibi [Radio Edit] (David Gray) · Let the Light In [Radio Edit] (Bob Schneider) · Minimal Radio Edit (Experience of Music) · Technologic [Radio Edit] (Daft Punk) · Let the Light In [Radio Edit] (Bob Schneider) · Margarita [Radio Edit] (Sleepy Brown) · Radio Edit (Apulanta) · I Don't Feel Like Dancin' [Radio Edit Single] (Scissor Sisters) · Ayo Technology [Digital] [Radio Edit] (Justin Timberlake) – and 90 other albums »


the radio handle the truth? Nope
Uncut, no edits, no censors
You can get a plastic rapper from any old dispenser
A penny a yard, to make a record ain't
standing by the live oak tree, in our yard on Canyon Lake
And I'm driving under miles and miles of clear blue Texas skies
Some strangers in a pick-up truck,
flames, October ashes
Southern skin and blue jean flashes
Strike a match and light a memory
We never said goodbye, we let it fly into thin air
Tonight I'm
And Urban's on the country radio

Oh, I wanna cry in stereo
Enhanced by that Aussie audio

I see your name in the subway lights
Those dim blue letters seem
gonna stop,
But who is gonna stop him...

There goes the challenger
Being chased by the blue blue meanies on wheels
The vicious traffic squad cars
to do 
Roll down the window we'll make the radio scream 

My heart's been set free 
Look, we got mobility and night's just begun 
You're pretty
your load
Ain't got no place to go.
Watching those fence poles fly,
As the miles roll by,
Nothin' but blue skies,
Hangin' over you and I.
Ain't lookin'
Soul on ice 

There goes the Challenger being chased by the blue blue meanies on wheels
The vicious traffic squad cars are after our lone driver,
gonna stop
But who is gonna stop him...

There goes the challenger
Being chased by the blue blue meanies on wheels
The vicious traffic squad cars
I want a go I'm a free man here.

I'm an American boy.
Drive me a chevy ain't got no Peugeot.
My older brother was a gi-joe.
Red white and blue
Ain't no doors and no windows
Just a roll bar and a radio
If it rains you're gonna get wet
But that old 302 ain't let me down yet

It's a cutout
Soul on ice 

There goes the Challenger being chased by the blue blue meanies on wheels
The vicious traffic squad cars are after our lone driver,
sounds good?
What sounds good?
What you need? Speed
Lighten up before

There goes the challenger being chased by the
Blue, blue, meanies on wheels
sounds good?
What sounds good?
What you need? Speed
Lighten up before

There goes the challenger being chased by the
Blue, blue, meanies on wheels
the dark

Yeah, Radio man I'm talking to you
And you machine beat junkies
That have locked your doors
Will get diseased by the rock-n-roll whore
If I dared
might guess
Baby you can free me
All in the power of
Your sweet tenderness

I can see it in your eyes
You've got those bright baby blues
You don't see
I'm sitting down by the highway
Down by that highway side
Everybody's going somewhere
Riding just as fast as they can ride
I guess they've got
I'm sitting down by the highway
Down by that highway side
Everybody's going somewhere
Riding just as fast as they can ride
I guess they've got
And advice from Tokyo Rose (was a jap. radio station at ware time) 
We get letters doused with perfume
We get dizzy from the smell
What don't we get?
You
to touch a star (a star)
Trying to catch joy in other's jar
And yes by far I'm so much further than they are
Hey

[Chorus]
Turn the radio on, let
the skin was tanner
"Fuck The Police!!" jumpin over radio scanners
It was hot in the shade, wet paint all over the canvans
Fuck Vanilla Ice cones, we had
And advice from Tokyo Rose (was a jap. radio station at ware time) 
We get letters doused with perfume
We get dizzy from the smell
What don't we get?
You
Don't stop till you
Get enough

50 ways to leave your lover
What you need,
When the war is over
Turn up your radio
I'll be gone The day you come
Flame
what you've been missing
The beat of the century, made by Justin
From outer space to the deep blue sea
We're gonna pop it gonna shake it gonna set you
Just leave me alone

... And beneath the sea
I give up and I descend
And I'm finally free

... And in the end
Wet blue world - fills me up
Fills