8 o`clock in the morning,
I still hide my tired head
right beneath my pillow,
so the sun won`t get a grip
then the radio starts playing
I hear Janis sing her song
`bout a guy named Bobby
and about how to get away,
well I`d just like to stay and
wake up to the radio
9 o`clock, still tired,
put some coffee down my throat
listening to the weather forecast,
listening to those `weather gods`
yeah they say it`s getting cloudy,
and they say it`s goin` to rain
although the sun is shining,
man I just love to
wake up to the radio
pollution news during coffee break
and afterwards `every breath you take`
wake up to the radio