Breaking Through The Radio Songtext / Lyric

Have you ever heard of The Magazines

They re a band out of New Orleans

They broke in Chicago,

Shaking the walls of every kid in the suburbs



I lifted my thumb up to the old highway

Carved their names across the USA

Chasing a rock band

Chasing the ghost of the King in Graceland



Set me free

Theres nothing but highway in front of me

Louisiana bayou, thunderstorms in Tennessee

Set me free

Theres nothing behind me but history

Every town I greeted

Everything I needed to know

Was breaking through the radio






I hitched a ride down to Tupelo

With a caravan of gypsy souls

Dancin in moon shine

Every song pulled me in like a life line



Set me free

Theres nothing behind me but history

Every town I greeted

Everything I needed to know

Was breaking through the radio



Now Im walking down a two lane road

With a dog named Trey and girl named Joe

Headed for Georgia

Aint it good to be where everyone knows ya



Set me free

Theres nothing but highway in front of me

Ladies and gentlemen, give it up for the Magazines

Set me free

Theres nothing behind me but history

Every town I greeted

Everything I needed to know

Was breaking through the radio