Lyrics:
Hopeful radio waves
Dopeful radio waves
Radio waves
Russian radio waves
Prussian radio waves
Eastern radio waves
Western radio waves
Testing radio
They won't play this on the Country Western radio
It's not what they call Country
I don't wear no cowboy hat
And I didn't send them any money
I
the western world
Radio stations send their warning, red alert
In the Westworld
Concrete desert
In the Westworld
Endless strife to survive
The leaders
In a western town, a western world
Only baby, see
In a western town, a western world
It's hard to find some peace
In the middle of the night,
don't know what I'm living for
Then you go
Radio on your skin
Follow the western dream
Anything's good enough to find out
Some pictures of yourself
don't know what I'm living for
Then you go
Radio on your skin
Follow the western dream
Anything's good enough to find out
Some pictures of yourself
set
I'm staring into the twilight
Wishing I could find someone tonight
I know she's out there somewhere
On the western skyline
Lonely women say
to this, and I'll tell you 'bout the Texas
I'll tell you 'bout the Texas radio
I'll tell you 'bout the hopeless night
Wandering the Western dream
Tell
and I'll tell you 'bout the Texas
I'll tell you 'bout the Texas Radio
I'll tell you 'bout the hopeless night
Wandering the Western dream
Tell you 'bout
to this, and I'll tell you 'bout the Texas
I'll tell you 'bout the Texas radio
I'll tell you 'bout the hopeless night
Wandering the Western dream
Tell
2018, see me come from production, don't need for no reproduction, yo, check it, one time
MC shit, no wack MC's there, all cast live from the western
and I'll tell you 'bout the Texas
I'll tell you 'bout the Texas Radio
I'll tell you 'bout the hopeless night
Wandering the Western dream
Tell you 'bout
radio
Just take over, take over like the U.S. empire
It's Western popular culture cultivated for the population
We have control of what you hear
We
the way that I be strapping (Strapping)
Pistol on my right no smith and western we ain't cappin' (Cappin')
Fly him like a dessert eagle baby with no
everything at Sears on layaway
She was Ford over a Chevy
Pepsi over Coke
Country or western, Owens or Jones
That kitchen radio was playin' loud
She
peace with that
Dropped out of school 'cause nobody was teaching that
The Best Western's where a nigga was sleeping at
Daemen College booking me
In my radio smashed
And I like pianos in the evening sun
Dragging my heals 'til my day is done
Saturday night in the Captain's clothes
Tin horns
In my radio smashed
And I like pianos in the evening sun
Dragging my heals 'til my day is done
Saturday night in the Captain's clothes
Tin horns
You know when something just hits you
The right song with the windows down
And the radio tells all your secrets
Can't believe what you just found
looked him up and down and said
"Son this ain't no western movie matinee
And you're a long way off from yippee yi yay
Cause I can tell at a glance
his lonely trip out west
Western sky
The miles go by
She'll always get there first
And I'll always arrive
Meet you there
You take care
I love
almost time to get out of this house.
I got one hand on the radio, one hand on the wheel,
I got my right foot on the floorboard,--
& I'm preparing to kill
I'd give up anything just to hear you now
Go back to middle school and back around
I'd play your favorite song on the radio
I'd be with you forever,
make my raps bigger than life
But not knowing how to market it right
Turned on the radio
Only cat new from the West
Coast was playin' was Bishop
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