Like being locked out of the house without a key
I turn the radio on and there's nothing that appeals to me
Top 40 double shots well I say fuck the lot
You've got the brains of a corpse so go away and rot
Nostalgic wannabees who live for yesterday
What should I have for lunch not what should I play
You're just about at the end of the road, the road, the road
Turn the dial from left to right
Flick the switch to find the light
Turn the dial from left to right
Flick the switch to find the light
There is no radio transition overload
What's on the airwaves tell me is there something new
Most likely nothing more than 1 0 1 . 1 0 2
Your taking over like a quickly spread disease
The sound of nothingness never sounded so good to me
Nostalgic wannabees who live for yesterday
What should I have for lunch not what should I play
You're just about at the end of the road, the road, the road
Turn the dial from left to right
Flick the switch to find the light
Turn the dial from left to right
Flick the switch to find the light
There is no radio transition overload
Is this the end of everything we know
No thought no individuality
Now I'm so hung up on the footy show
No songs now it's time to go
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