Radio Radio — текст песни (Elvis Costello)

I was tuning in the shine on the light night dial

Doing anything my radio advised

With every one of those late night stations

Playing songs bringing tears to me eyes

I was seriously thinking about hiding the receiver

When the switch broke cause its old

Theyre saying things that I can hardly believe.

They really think were getting out of control.



Radio is a sound salvation

Radio is cleaning up the nation

They say you better listen to the voice of reason

But they dont give you any choice

cause they think that its treason.

So you had better do as you are told.

You better listen to the radio.



I wanna bite the hand that feeds me.

I wanna bite that hand so badly.

I want to make them wish theyd never seen me.





Some of my friends sit around every evening

And they worry about the times ahead

But everybody else is overwhelmed by indifference

And the promise of an early death

You either shut up or get cut up;

They dont wanna hear about it.

Its only inches on the reel-to-reel.

And the radio is in the hands of such a lot of fools

Tryin to anaesthetise the way that you feel



[chorus]



Wonderful radio

Marvelous radio

Wonderful radio

Radio, radio...