Songtexte: InMe. Herald Moth. Single Of The Weak.

Nice Try Big Guy I Must Interrupt I Must Stop You Dead In Your Tracks Again.
Headless Chicken Got Me Thinking That Our World Is Sinking To The Bottom Of The C (List).
But Buddy It Ain't Rock And Roll With Out A Little Hard Graft.
And You Make Me Love Driving Through Tunnels.

What? What? What?
What's That Shit On The Radio?
It Sounds Like They've Made It, Just So They Can Make It.
What's That Shit On The Radio?
Embedded Like Shingles, Radioactive Jingles.
What's That Shit On The Radio? Whaaooo.

Sugar, Coated, Glucose, But He's Safe He Tops The Charts Again.
I Know This Song Is Ironic, Electronic Prophecy Coming From A Band Who Used To Care For Mirrors (In More Ways Then One)
But Buddy It Ain't Rock And Roll When Your Involved.
And You Shape Your Craft To Fit The Masses.

What? What? What?
What's That Shit On The Radio?
It Sounds Like They've Made It, Just So They Can Make It.
What's That Shit On The Radio?
Embedded Like Shingles, Radioactive Jingles.
What's That Shit On The Radio? Whaaooo.

What's That Shit On The Radio?
(I'm Not Talking About White Paint. I'm Not Talking About Coffee Stains)

What's That Shit On The Radio?
It Sounds Like They've Made It, Just So They Can Make It.
What's That Shit On The Radio?
Embedded Like Shingles, Radioactive Jingles.
What's That Shit On The Radio?
I'm So Sick Of Hearing It But i Just Can't Stop Singing It
What's That Shit On The Radio? Whaaooo.



(Thanks to Paul for these lyrics)