Empty Radio — текст песни (Angry Salad)

the song plays on my empty radio

i remember, kneeling before, the parts on the floor
of the radio i took apart to find elvis
but he`d left this building
and i can`t deny, since then i`ve wondered why
the songs they play and the songs i hear
do they ring true in my ears?

you can`t pull this wool any tighter over our eyes
and i wanted so, and i wanted oh so badly
i want to go where i don`t know
why songs play on my empty radio

and the radio`s turning me off, damn the radio
and i say damn the radio, full speed ahead

and my father`d drive, i`d take the shotgun side
with the window down and the signal clear
in hopes i`d hear the cheap trick record
over and over and over again
till i could believe

and i wanted so, and i wanted oh so badly
who`s got the answers cuz i`ve got some questions
when they hit the stage, do they feign the rage
that plays so well on empty radio?

everything it gets destroyed (where i don`t know)
everything it gets destroyed (why songs play on my empty radio)
everything is empty radio

and the radio`s turning me off, i know that i
the only thing that i think that i believe, is we`ve been had, we`ve been had

every grade level sings his song, but no one stays on top that long
you couldn`t shoulder what he knew was the weight

and the radio`s turning me off, i know that i
i find it hard to believe, but if if if if if if if i believe
that we`ve been had, we`ve been had
and the radio, radio, radio, radio, radio, radio, radio