Dead City Radio and the New Gods of Supertown

Radio has changed our lives and practically saved our lives

Radio has changed our lives and practically saved our lives

Radio has changed our lives and practically saved our lives

Oh Yeah!

I want to tell you about Dead City Radio man

and the New Gods of Supertown.

A world of Magic Lanterns and Chemical Blues.

A world where X stands of the unknow and Y is the zero

Sluggish drones assault my Radio

20 mortal lashes of Grotesque Audio

Glittering fountains

Misspent youth

I'm a Rhinestone Tiger in a Leisure Suit

Turn it up! Turn it up! Turn it up! Oh Yeah!

We listen to the Radio - Dead Radio

I'll tell you one thing man:

nothing ever happens until you medicate

the Witch Queen of Mongo

and Hail the passing of King George.

Everybody is eating on behalf of the Gods

with their Plastic Necks and Silver Teeth.

Is there life beyond what you know?

Hallucination thrives on my stereo

Astonishing Skeptics

Wasted Youth

She's and Angel of Odd in her Birthday Suit

Turn it up turn it up turn it up

Oh Yeah

We listen to the Radio - Dead Radio

We listen to the Radio - Dead Radio

It's right here now that we best serve the Beast of Transmission

and the cool passing wave of ignorance.

They say the heart is a lonely hunter

and the hardbox comes with a crime inside.

OH YEAH!

We listen to the Radio - Dead Radio

We listen to the Radio - Dead Radio