Dead City Radio And The New Gods Of Supertown Songtext / Lyric

Radio has changed our lives and practically saved our lives

Radio has changed our lives and practically saved our lives

Radio has changed our lives and practically saved our lives



Oh Yeah!



I want to tell you about Dead City Radio man

and the New Gods of Supertown.

A world of Magic Lanterns and Chemical Blues.

A world where X stands of the unknown and Y is the zero



Sluggish drones assault my Radio

20 mortal lashes of Grotesque Audio

Glittering fountains

Misspent youth

I'm a Rhinestone Tiger in a Leisure Suit



Turn it up! Turn it up! Turn it up! Oh Yeah!



We listen to the Radio

Dead Radio

We listen to the Radio

Dead Radio






I'll tell you one thing man

nothing ever happens until you medicate

the Witch Queen of Mongo

and Hail the passing of King George.

Everybody is eating on behalf of the Gods

with their Plastic Necks and Silver Teeth.



Is there life beyond what you know?

Hallucination thrives on my stereo

Astonishing Skeptics

Wasted Youth

She's and Angel of Odd in her Birthday Suit



Turn it up turn it up turn it up Oh Yeah



We listen to the Radio

Dead Radio

We listen to the Radio

Dead Radio



It's right here now that we best serve the Beast of Trasmission

and the cool passing wave of ignorance.

They say the heart is a lonely hunter

and the hardbox comes with a crime inside.

Oh Yeah!



We listen to the Radio

Dead Radio

We listen to the Radio

Dead Radio