Lyrics:
to the side of the road
And retuned to 95 Point I Don’t Know
Citizen’s band radio
The home of the stars
Tune into the breakfast show
And listen
vibrates the concrete
I'm sorry if you can't understand
But I need a radio inside my hand
Don't mean to offend other citizens
But I kick my volume way
vibrates the concrete
I'm sorry if you can't understand
But I need a radio inside my hand
Don't mean to offend other citizens
But I kick my volume way past
Of The Youth
Youth want to dance
Citizen
The tribal war begins
But radio's a God
Industrial money
God is industry
Dance of youth
Citizen you know what
vibrates the concrete
I'm sorry if you can't understand
But I need a radio inside my hand
Don't mean to offend other citizens
But I kick my volume way
vibrates the concrete
I'm sorry if you can't understand
But I need a radio inside my hand
Don't mean to offend other citizens
But I kick my volume way past
all closed our eyes, listen to the band
Out in radio land, out in radio land
We all dreamed of radio land
Then Wolfman Jack came a howlin'
From across
I can't tell you anything 'cause you already know
I should block you on the gram and just let you go
I'm too focused on my bands like a radio
I'm too
Well, all right!
Starchild, Citizens of the Universe, Recording Angels
We have returned to claim the Pyramids
Partying on the Mothership
I am
You gotta hit the band
If you hear any noise
It's just me and the boys
Hit me
You gotta hit the band
Starchild here, citizens of the universe
the band
Starchild here, citizens of the universe
Gettin' it on, partying on the Mothership.
When Gabriel's horn blows, you'd better be ready to go.
Spoken
This is rockin' radio, the wall of sound
This is your stereo so close to me
Citizen Kane rise again
Stay tuned to this frequency
This is
might be happy or mad
and I couldn't get it out of my head
that a sleepy band of citizens
band of citizens they is said lying sleepless in bed
2. I read
listening to Radio Jesus.
And now we're gonna hear a new Christian rock band called The Law-Abiding Citizens. They are four young, God-fearing boys from
moving around on the radio
Well I've been on that show
Reap and sow, feed and grow
And it did not amuse me
Hey citizen, hey American
Hey Russian, hey
bands up
I had to get my bands up
Bands up bands up
Hook:
I ain’t stoppin til I’m rich witta bank roll/
Every city got me playing on the radio
His chickens might fall to the fox
Mr. Radio, what can you do about that?
Uh huh
And you can take me down to a river town
Where the citizens dance
the radio
Where would I be in times like these
Without the songs Loretta wrote?
'Cause when you can't find a friend
You've still got the radio
And when
favorite band
I like to hear my favorite song on the radio
So I called and requested on the radio
Tell the DJ spin it on the mix show
Make a brother feel
Because of the obvious threat
To untold numbers of citizens
And because of the crisis
Which is even now developing
This radio station will remain
girl)
Hey DJ (on the request line girl)
Play a record by my favorite band
I like to hear my favorite song on the radio
So I called and requested
His chickens might fall to the fox
Mr. Radio
What can you do about that uh huh
And you can take me down to a river town
Where the citizens dance
don't know how I can
Make you understand
I'm a pure denizen of the Citizens Band
I'm a pure denizen of the Citizens Band
I'm a pure denizen
it's the mud what I'm sippin' (let's go)
I just copped a foreign, she ain't a citizen (citizen, no, no)
I'm gon' spend some money, you ain't even
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