Lyrics:
tools
A chest of ceremonials
a baby buggy, and the dining room chairs
A gramophone, and a box of records
A General Electric push button radio
A treadle
Saturday night we need something to do
Roll down the windas go riding with you
The nights are too hot to sit still too long
Push-button radio play
the radio
Push three buttons on that bitch it slide out like dresser drawer
Got my bitch a brand new bag cause I'm in mine it's Milano
It was Prada pop
Tuning in the latest star
From the dashboard of my car
Cruisin' at seven
Push button heaven
Capturing memories from afar
In my car
That's why God
Beside yourself if radio's gonna stay
Reason, it could polish up the gray
Put that, put that, put that up your wall
That this isn't country at all
Beside yourself if radio's gonna stay
Reason, it could polish up the gray
Put that, put that, put that up your wall
That this isn't country at all
Tuning in the latest star
From the dashboard of my car
Cruisin' at seven
Push button heaven
Capturing memories from afar
In my car
That's
They wanna know
What's wrong with you
They want you to
Come out and play
You're gonna push in all the buttons
Blow them all away
They got their
Turn the dials with your hand
Till you find the short wave band
Electronic music sounds from Radio land
We are turning dials of the Radio
We are
Sittin' in front of your house
Like rain in early dawn
Workin' on a love letter
Got the radio on
Got my eye on your window pane
And I smoked
Sittin' in front of your house
Like rain in early dawn
Workin' on a love letter
Got my radio on
Got my eye on your window pane
And I smoked
Sittin' in front of your house
Like rain in early dawn
Workin' on a love letter
Got the radio on
Got my eye on your window pane
And I smoked
the windshield
REPEAT [CHORUS:]
They want to know
What's wrong with you
They want you to
Come out and play
You're gonna push in all the buttons
I bought a brand new airmobile
It was custom made
It was a Flight DeVille
With an outboard motor
And some hideaway wings
Push in
the button
Kiss good-bye the nuclear arsenal
A bomber flying off their ramps
Nuclear bombs explode
Radio active people
Search for medicine
Pray for
you would push da button
But if ya bowin' down then let me do the cuttin'
Some speak the sounds but speak in silent voices
Like radio is silent
then you would push da button
But if ya bowin' down then let me do the cuttin'
Some speak the sounds but speak in silent voices
Like radio is silent
I bought a brand new airmobile
'Twas a custom made, 'twas a flightning deal
With a powerful motor and a hide away wing
Push in on the button, you
on my radio,
The only one I listen to,
Coz she was my radio,
My radio yeah,
Wish I could tune back in with you,
You were my radio,
My radio
All the lights are out so far below
But you can't believe it
Where did all the people go
A finger on the button
Static on the radio
Static
I bought a brand-new air-mobile
It custom-made, 'twas a Flight De Ville
With a pow'ful motor and some hideaway wings
Push in on the button and you
the button
Kiss good-bye the nuclear arsenal
A bomber flying off their ramps
Nuclear bombs explode
Radio active people
Search for medicine
Pray for
I bought a brand-new air-mobile
It custom-made, 'twas a Flight De Ville
With a pow'ful motor and some hideaway wings
Push in on the button and you
Way down here on level 7
So far from the radiation
Push-button soldiers underground
Stationed seven levels down
We're even deeper than the president
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