Lyrics:
we go, here we go!
Here we go, here we go, here we go!
Here we go, here we go...
Video never killed the radio star,
I'm tuned in at home and in my
that V-8
Gang singin’ Born to Run sounded f*****g great! (Whoa oh oh oh)
Tuned in to a feeling (Mmm mmm mmm)
Dashboard radio
Finding the frequency…
My
that V-8
Gang singin’ Born to Run sounded fucking great! (Whoa oh oh oh)
Tuned in to a feeling (Mmm mmm mmm)
Dashboard radio
Finding the frequency…
My
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
up the tower
Several times an hour
Gettin power rotation, zero static on the air
Receivers are fine tuned, reception is clear
Courtesy of fiber optics
Chain-gangin (niggaz)
Tune yo' frequency
I refuse to be a stereotype in ya box
Never want to try to be somethin' I'm not
I'm just a nigga from the block,
This is rockin' radio the wall of sound
Stay tune to this frequency
This is rockin' radio the wall of sound
The music that rocks
The music that
the frequency
I know the frequency
It's Wills
Yes sir!
Ima turn u on like a radio
Heart bump we in stereo
Backstroking and when it's over keep clapping for me
man,
She tried to call me before she passed,
We used to talk on a lot of things,
Presented her views better than the news
so I tuned into that not
go!
Video never killed the radio star
I tune in at home and in my car
Twenty-four seven, seven eleven
There better be radio when I get to heaven
life a living hell?
Change your act, re-write the script the way you planned it
Radio news reports
Truth and fact distorts
And the world's majority
our thoughts are our own but they're not
We're receivers
We're like cheap radios
They've got us tuned in
We're playing their songs and we don't even
life a living hell?
Change your act, re-write the script the way you planned it
Radio news reports
Truth and fact distorts
And the world's majority
Baby your mind is a radio
Got a receiver inside my head
Baby I'm tuned to your wavelength
Lemme tell you what it says
Baby, transmitter
Oh!
Baby your mind is a radio
Got a receiver inside my head
Baby I'm tuned to your wavelength
Lemme tell you what it says:
Transmitter!
Oh!
gets luminous
Lights everywhere
He said earlier this year
He tuned down real low
Searching on the hi-fi radio
And then something moved him
He's
Baby your mind is a radio
Got a receiver inside my head
Baby I'm tuned to your wavelength
Lemme tell you what it says:
[Chorus]
Transmitter!
a different frequency
Said it's not your time to leave
It's not my time to leave
The earth keeps spinning
Our souls keep moving
The joy and pain
That teach us
You're now tuned into the weakest
Frequency of fear, keep you locked right here
And hope you never leave this, never be a leader
Think inside the box,
I don't care being a stranger
Found your voice tuning receivers
A signal heard in high frequency
Transmission lost again
Radio's on there's no
And young enough not to choose it
He's noble enough to win the world
But weak enough to lose it
He's a new-world man
He's a radio receiver
Tuned
And young enough not to choose it
He's noble enough to win the world
But weak enough to lose it
He's a new-world man
He's a radio receiver
Tuned
the frequencies it sends when I'm alone
Oh, how does the radio know
How does the radio know you're gone
I'm tuned in to the silence all day long
But I still hear
eyes —
Rolled the dial, turned you up
Tuned in
Radioman right on time
Radioman leave the world behind
Searching every station
For a single play
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