RADIO TRASH


I listen to my radio; there's something I would really like to know 
Do people care what's going on? Or rather hear another love song? 

Move to the rhythms and make the break 
Look and see the police state 
There's guns undercover, a new law bill 
Step out of line, the cells will fill 
Four walls, a door, yourself to blame 
You saw your life as one big game 
Don’t get me wrong, got to have fun 
But realise something’s got to be done 

She’s so fine the radio girl 
Living it up to the outside world 
Sunshine rock, Ibiza blitz 
Goodtime girl puts my head in a whirl 

How much longer can we go on living? 
Where the rich do the taking, the poor do the giving? 
You sweat your guts eight hours a day 
So, the rulers of the roost can tax your pay 
Make more for themselves with your hard-earned cash 
But you dance in a trance, acting flash 
Better wake up sharp and think again 
The gun speaks louder than paper and pens 
Might hear these words, might ignore 
Trying to escape, don’t know what for 
Tired of being pushed around? 
Think about it as you get on down 
You're looking smart, but what's the use? 
If you're living in twenty-four hour abuse 

Stamp to the rhythm, dance to the beat. Do your voting with your feet 
That girl in white, yeah she’s alright. Forget it, she’s with me tonight 

Gotta pay the rent, but the money’s been spent 
Can't remember where the hell it went 
Bought some food, hustled some booze 
Feeling desperate, gonna break the rules 
Got caught hot handed, put inside 
Rebellion rocks, the night has died 

She’s so fine, the radio girl 
Living it up to the outside world 
Sunshine rock, Ibiza blitz 
Goodtime girl, my heads in a whirl 

She’s so fine  

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