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According to andy mccluskey, there are no lyrics to this song, he purposely sang in a mumbled voice because he culd not come up with any lyrics that would work for the track. the band laid the
First, liked it, but andy couldnt put words to it, so he just mumbled a bunch of stuff that sounded good and they kept it on the track!!!
song performed by by Omd
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This Friendly World
R.E.M., Andy, Tony---This Friendly World
ANDY: Hi, Michael.
MICHAEL: Hi, Andy. Thanks for joining us. Do you
wanna ... you wanna sing a song together?
ANDY: Sure! Is it a sweet song?
MICHAEL: Yeah, it's real sweet.
ANDY: O.K.!
[They laugh.]
MICHAEL:
In this friendly, friendly world
With each day so full of joy
Why should any heart be lonely?
ANDY: My turn!
In this friendly, friendly world
With each night so full of dreams
Why should any heart be afraid?
The world is ...
MICHAEL ANDY:
... such a wonderful place
To wander through
When you've got someone you love
MICHAEL:
To wander along with you
ANDY: O.K., now take every second word! With ...
MICHAEL: ... the ...
ANDY: ... sky ...
MICHAEL: ... so ...
ANDY: ... full ...
MICHAEL: ... of ...
ANDY: ... stars
MICHAEL: And ...
ANDY: ... the ...
MICHAEL: ... river ...
ANDY: ... so ...
MICHAEL: ... full ...
ANDY: ... of ...
MICHAEL: ... song, Every ...
ANDY: ... heart ...
MICHAEL: ... should ...
ANDY: ... be ...
MICHAEL: ... so ...
ANDY: ... thankful
It's a friendly world! Don't you think so, Michael?
MICHAEL: Yup!
TONY: Oh yeah?! What's so friendly about it?!!
This is Tony Clifton, and, and I demand a part in
this song! I'm just as big a part of the movie as
these guys are! And, and I will not sit back while
some sought-after Colonel Kurtz wanna-be, uh, uh
has his day in the sun! I think he's enough
boring! I think, um, uh-uh, Michael here should, uh
sit this one out! At least the next verse, or so!
ANDY: Is that O.K., Michael?
MICHAEL: O.K.
ANDY: I don't think you have a choice.
MICHAEL: (laughs) O.K.
TONY:
The world is such a wonderful place
Ha! to wander a-through!
Ah, when you've got someone you luh-huuuv
Ah, to wander along, ah, with yooo-hoooooo!
O.K., you go...
MICHAEL: With the sky so full of stars
ANDY: And the river so full of song
MICHAEL: Welcome back, Andy. Every heart should be ...
MICHAEL ANDY: ... so thankful
ANDY: Thankful for this friendly, friendly world
Thank you, Michael!
MICHAEL: Thanks, Andy!
ANDY: Thank you all for this friendly, friendly world!
TONY: Thanks for nothing! K, where's the girls?
They in a chopper? The guy's got a chopper, right?
song performed by by REM
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A Melodious song
Thy melody and my lyrics
will make a song
a melodious song
the song of enthusiasm
the song of peace
the song of fraternity
If my lyrics is a flower
thy melody is thee fragrance
If my lyrics is a ray
thy melody is thee light
If my lyrics is cloud
thy melody is thee lightning
my lyrics is a cascade
thy melody is thee sound
my lyrics and thee melody
is the consistency of profound nature
having multi seasons
to nourish all creature
to embellish the earth
whispering the gale
to blow like spring
my lyrics is nectar
thee melody is sweetness
my lyrics and thee melody
will make a song of heaven.
poem by Ramesh Rai
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Andy Warhol
(this is andy warhole and its take one, take one)
Its, its warhol actually
(what did I say)
Whole, its whole as in wholes
(andy warhol)
Wah, andy war hol, andy war hol (he)
Like whole hub
He
Ha
Are you ready
(yeah)
Ha ha ha ha ha ha
Like to take a cement fix
Be a standing cinema
Dress my friends up just for show
See them as they really are
Put a peephole in my brain
Two new pence to have a go
Id like to be a gallery
Put you all inside my show
Andy warhol looks a scream
Hang him on my wall
Andy warhol, silver screen
Cant tell them apart at all
Andy walking, andy tired
Andy take a little snooze
Tie him up when hes fast asleep
Send him on a pleasant cruise (hm hm hm)
When he wakes up on the sea
He sure to think of me and you
Hell think about paint and hell think about glue
What a jolly boring thing to do
Andy warhol looks a scream
Hang him on my wall
Andy warhol, silver screen
Cant tell them apart at all
Andy warhol looks a scream
Hang him on my wall
Andy warhol, silver screen
Cant tell them apart at all
(handclaps)
song performed by by David Bowie
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Work
Andy was a catholic
The ethic ran through his bones
He lived alone with his mother
Collecting gossip and toys
Every sunday when he went to church
Hed kneel in his pew and say
Its work
All that matters is work
He was a lot of things
What I remember most hed say
Ive got to bring home the bacon
Someones got to bring home the roast
Hed get to the factory early
If youd ask him hed tell you straight out
Its work
No matter what I did it never seemed enough
He said I was lazy, I said I was young
He said, how many songs did you write
Id written zero, Id lied and said, ten
You wont be young forever
You should have written fifteen
Its work
You ought to make things big
People like it that way
And the songs with the dirty words
Make sure your record them that way
Andy liked to stir up trouble
He was funny that way
He said, its just work
Andy sat down to talk one day
He said decide what you want
Do you want to expand your parameters
Or play museums like some dilettante
I fired him on the spot
He got red and called me a rat
It was the worst word that he could think of
And Ive never seen him like that
Its work
I thought he said its just work
Andy said a lot of things
I stored them all away in my head
Sometimes when I cant decide what I should do
I think what would andy have said
Hed probably say you think too much
Thats cause theres work that you dont want to do
Its work
The most important thing is work
Its work
The most important thing is work
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Lynne And Andy
R.E.M.---Lynne Andy
ANDY: Hey!
LYNNE: (laughing) What?
ANDY: Wanna go to Memphis and get married?
[Pause.]
LYNNE: Do I wanna go to Memphis and get married???
ANDY: Mm hmm...
LYNNE: Wha-haa? (Pauses, then changes tone.) Why Memphis?
ANDY: Because Memphis is the wrestling capital of the
world. I'll get up in the ring, and I'll announce that the
I'll marry the FIRST woman who beats me. Then you can get up,
and we'll wrestle, and I'll let you win, and ...
LYNNE: You'll let me win? (laughs.)
ANDY: ... yes, I'll let you win. I'll let you. Then we'll run
off and get married on the David Letterman show.
LYNNE: God.
ANDY: O.K.? (He kisses her.) Whaddaya say?
LYNNE: Is this for real???
[Instrumental]
song performed by by REM
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Breakin Bells
(lyrics that are in parenthenses are uncertain)
(if you can correct these parts, please email me!)
When it comes to smokin lyrics (then this rappers on track? )
(production ? ? ? between my brain I will wreck? )
No matter what the job Im asked Ill always do it well
My skill my perpetual Ill only excel
(to a power Ill remain? ) superior to all
Ill handle any task no matter big or small
For my rapping capability, Im never underrated
When it comes to smokin lyrics, Im always nominated.
Im the number one contender in the hip-hop race
(all the penalties Im falling from for? ) now u must face
The ultimate challenger, of course thats me
Super rapper t-la rock, Im the (greatest? ) mc
With my voice so stimulating, feels so seductive
One cant help but find themselves reluctant
To attend the performance of another vocalist
(and so it will follow to rap like this? )
song performed by by Prodigy
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Mumbled and Babbled Chats
Mumbled and babbled chats,
Is not where my head is at...
Most times.
I admit I can scatter back,
Thoughts lacking of fact or tact.
And benign.
They are innocent and clean.
I prefer to be laid back.
Unattached and much relaxed,
Is my mind!
'Cause,
I choose to be lost of meaning.
Daydreaming.
Without scheming in the sack.
That's a fact!
Oh those mumbled and babbled chats,
Is not where my head is at...
Most times.
I admit I can scatter back,
Thoughts lacking of fact or tact...
And benign,
Most times.
'Cause,
I choose to be lost of meaning.
Daydreaming.
Without scheming in the sack.
That's a fact!
Oooh...
Mumbled and babbled chats,
Take them back!
That's not where my head is at,
That's a fact.
Those mumbled and babbled chats,
Take them back!
That's not where my head is at,
That's a fact.
'Cause I'm caught up in daydreaming,
Without scheming for a meaning...
And relaxed!
That's a fact.
Oh, oh...
Those mumbled and babbled chats,
Take them back!
Those mumbled and babbled chats,
Take them back!
Those mumbled and babbled chats,
Take them back!
Those mumbled and babbled chats.
'Cause I'm caught up in daydreaming,
Without scheming for a meaning...
And relaxed!
That's a fact.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Forgotten Lyrics
your making
your turning
my own song
into
what's it's not supposed
to be
i'm lying
lying to your face
i'v forgotten these lyrics
to this song
oh what you gonna do
about it
about what now
i'm running away
i want to (do something)
wont to
be forgotten
i'm lying
lying to your face
i'v forgotten these lyrics
to this song
oh what you gonna do
about it
about what now
i'm falling down
i wont let you help me
words can not describe
the hatedred i feel
so should i
oh will i
let you bring me back
ha
i dont think so
i'm lying
lying to your face
i'v forgotten these lyrics
to this song
oh what you gonna do
about it
about what now
i'm lying
lying to your face
i'v forgotten these lyrics
to this song
oh what you gonna do
about it
about what now
i'v forgotten these lyrics
to this song
oh what you gonna do
about it
about what now
poem by Bethany Seed
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Well, I wouldn't say that this experience had any influence on my decision to do this film about Andy, because Andy was apolitical. Andy was never political.
quote by Milos Forman
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There's a whole bunch of unfinished stuff. Then I've got books of lyrics. I find it frustrating to finish a song and not be able to record it... so I don't write a million songs.
quote by Christine McVie
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Six Words Long
This song is just six words long
This song is just six words long
This song is just six words long
This song is just six words long
Couldn't think of any lyrics
No i never wrote the lyrics
So i'll just sing any old lyrics
That come to mind, child
You really need words
Whole lotta rhyming words
You gotta rhyme so many words, mm-mm
To do it, to do it, to do it, to do it
To do it, to do it right, child
This song is just six words long
This song is just six words long
This song is just six words long
This song is just six words long
I know that you're probably sore
'cause i didn't write any more
I just didn't get to complete it
So that's why i gotta repeat it
This song is just six words long (six words long)
This song is just six words long (six words long)
Oh i make a lotta money
They pay me a ton of money
They're payin' me plenty of money
To sing this song, child
I gotta fill time
Three minutes worth of time
Oh, how will i fill so much time, mm-mm
I'll throw in a solo, a solo, a solo
A solo, a solo here
This song is just six words long
This song is just six words long
This song is just six words long
This song is just six words long
This song's got nothin' to say
But i'm recording it anyway
I know if i put my mind to it
I know i could find a good rhyme here
Oh, you gotta have-a music
You need really catchy music
This song has got plenty of music
But just six words, child
And so i'll sing' em over
And over and over and over
And over and over and over, mm-mm
And over and over and over
And over and over and over again
Six words long, six words long
Six words long, six words long
Six words long, six words long
This song is just six words long
It's just six words long
song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
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Lining Track
This song was first released on the all aboard! album. it is the only album it has been released on.
Mo boys, is you right
Done got it right
All I hate about linin track
These ol boys are gonna break my back
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
See eloise gonna line em track
Down in the holler below the fleld
Angels working on the chariot wheel
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
See eloise gonna line em track
Mary and the babe was a sittin in the shade
Thinking on the money that I aint made
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
See eloise gonna line em track
Moses stood on the red sea shore
Gotta batten down the waves with a 2 by 4
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
See eloise gonna line em track
Now if I could I surely would
Stand on the rock where moses stood
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
See eloise gonna line em track
Matthew, mark, luke and john
All them disciples dead and gone
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
See eloise gonna line em track
Mo boys, is you right
Done got it right
All I hate about lining track
These ol boys about to break my back
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
See eloise gonna line em track
Words and music by huddie ledbetter
song performed by by John Denver
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Killing Andy Warhol
Did you ever see the sun rise up
Above this blackened hole
Did you ever feel that what you wants
Not under your control
Ever think that how you feel
Is not quite what you are
Some of us are satellites
Some are superstars
Theyre killing andy warhol
Hes a saint and hes a thief
Well all die a million times
Thats what I believe
Killing andy warhol
Killing andy warhol
They say the rain in europe
Cools you down and helps you think
Water, water everywhere
Nothing you can drink
Kissing andy warhol
His skin feels like a shark
White hair sits so beautiful
Eyelids are so dark
And Im trying to get ahead
Like any boy or girl
Thered be no dictators anywhere
If I could rule the world
Killing andy warhol
Killing andy warhol
Thats impossible - he got all that money
Adorable - having all that money
Feasable - that its all black money
Its so criminal - making all that money
All I want, is what Id want
But I dont want that now
Theyre dressing andy warhol up
If only thay knew how
Jesus on the neon sign
Turns and starts to laugh
And Im thinking about this oxygen
And how Ill make it last
Killing andy warhol
Hes a saint - yeah hes a thief
Motorways are everywhere
With no clean air to breathe
Killing andy warhol
Killing andy warhol
Till the end of time
Till the end of time
Having all that money
Killing andy warhol
Hes got all that money
And its real black money
Making all that money
Killing andy warhol
Killing andy warhol
Written by : kerr/burchill reproduced without permission
song performed by by Simple Minds
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Andy Veto
Andy Veto never slept a wink last night;
Darkeys, he's your Moses!
Andy had to take us extra drink last night;
Darkeys, he's your Moses!
There was one who led you thro' the sea, you know,
He who paid his life, and left you free, you know;
But Andy V. receipts the bill, so he, you know--
Why, darkeys, he's your Moses!
Come! Come! Joshua, come!
Don't you think it's time the journey closes?
For you kwow we'll never stand in the promised land
While Andy Veto's our Moses.
Moses can't afford to let his people vote;
Darkey's, he's your Moses!
He must watch his little flock, his own scapegoat,
For, darkeys he's your Moses!
Thinking of you brings him wakeful nights, you know;
You might up and take your "civil rights," you know,
And make a "war of roses" with the whites, you know;
So, darkeys, he's your Moses!
Andy Veto thought he wore a crown last night;
Darkeys, he's your Moses!
When the people spoke, it tumbled down last night;
But, darkeys, he's your Moses!
Were it not a pretty sight--methinks I see
Thirty million loyal people, proud and free,
Around the throne of Andy Veto bend the knee;
Oh, darkeys, he's your Moses!
Andy Veto been a fishing for "another term;"
Darkeys, he's your Moses!
Guess that when vacation comes we'll change the firm,
If, darkeys, he's your Moses!
Ev'ry-thing is going wrong while Andy leads;
We must change the diet on which Andy feeds;
Ah! "reconstruction," that is just what Andy needs;
And, darkeys, he's your Moses!
poem by Henry Clay Work
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Desperate Andy
He always holds on to his girlfriend
Thats where he likes to be
He like to wear the ball
And the chain on his neck
A false sense of security
And when he goes he goes with a smile
And when he goes he goes with a smile
And when he goes he goes with a smile
And when he goes he goes with a smile
Desperate andy a-a-a-a
Re la la la la la la
Desperate andy a-a-a-a
Re la la la la la la la la la
The world is your oyster now
You can do as you want to do
The world is your oyster now
So go out and get high
And get whatever you want to
Ma-na-na, ma-na-na,
Ma-na-na, ma-na-na
Ma-na-na, ma-na-na,
Ma-na-na, ma-na-na
He used to be a closet biker they say
A 1957 bsa
He used to collect writing paper
They wonder wonder wonder
Wonder wonder of
Desperate andy a-a-a-a
Ra la la la la la la
Isnt it dandy a-a-a-a
Ra la la la la
Desperate andy a-a-a-a
Ra la la la la la la la la la
The world is your oyster now
You can do as you want to do
The world is your oyster now
So go out and get high
And get whatever you want to
The word is your oyster now
You can do as you want to do
The world is your oyster now
So go out and get laid
And get whatever you want to
The world is your oyster
The world is yours
Its yours its yours
Its yours its yours
Its yours its yours
Its yours its yours
song performed by by Cranberries
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Andy's Gone With Cattle
Our Andy's gone to battle now
'Gainst Drought, the red marauder;
Our Andy's gone with cattle now
Across the Queensland border.
He's left us in dejection now;
Our hearts with him are roving.
It's dull on this selection now,
Since Andy went a-droving.
Who now shall wear the cheerful face
In times when things are slackest?
And who shall whistle round the place
When Fortune frowns her blackest?
Oh, who shall cheek the squatter now
When he comes round us snarling?
His tongue is growing hotter now
Since Andy cross'd the Darling.
The gates are out of order now,
In storms the `riders' rattle;
For far across the border now
Our Andy's gone with cattle.
Poor Aunty's looking thin and white;
And Uncle's cross with worry;
And poor old Blucher howls all night
Since Andy left Macquarie.
Oh, may the showers in torrents fall,
And all the tanks run over;
And may the grass grow green and tall
In pathways of the drover;
And may good angels send the rain
On desert stretches sandy;
And when the summer comes again
God grant 'twill bring us Andy.
poem by Henry Lawson
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Tombstone Eyes
By dickey betts
(c) 1996 sony music entertainment, inc.
This transcription comes from the song tombstone eyes
Played on july 26, 1996 in toronto, ontario.
The lyrics will vary from show to show because they are not
Set in stone yet, but this is what dickey sang on july 26.
Transcribed by nathan yerg
Intro: g c g dcg
(g)not so long ago, just a (c)few years back
(g)we used to hang out down by the (c)railroad track.
(g)the guitars they played and the (c)singers made rhyme
(d)it was a good time for being free. g c g c
(g)bouquet of flowers on her (c)kitchen window sill
(g)listen to bob dylans new stuff (c)hed just done in jacksonville
(g)lay down on the hillside and (c)look up at the sky
(d)we had it all you and i. g c g c
(g)and the lives we were living started to (c)feel like yesterday
(g)people started driftin and (c)goin their separate ways
(g)the wind started blowin and the (c)sky began to cry
(d)you and I we didnt make it, I wished wed never said goodbye
Chorus:
(c)i hope I never (d)see those eyes (g)again
(c)eyes that used to (d)be my best (g)friends
(c)and we gave it all (d)away for the (g)diamonds in the (em)dust
(c)with a hungry voice still howlin in the (d)wind
(c)a heart of stone no (d)longer lasts, her (g)eyes no longer (em)cry
(c)i know Ill never (d)see those (c)tombstone (d)eyes again. g dcg
(c)and I know Ill never (d)see those (c)tombstone (d)eyes again g
Dcg.
(not real sure about this next verse, but heres what it sounds like.)
(g)no more religious message just a (c)story to tell
(g)i keep on track on sunday, (c)peace and love, heaven and hell.
(g)Im a mean beat street drifter, with the (c)sun shining from a face
(d)ah but that was long ago, another time, another place.
Chorus
song performed by by Allman Brothers Band
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Life is a bed of lyrics
Life is a bed of lyrics
So like an obsessive critic
I listen to any type of music
While it addresses its topic
When words flow in an orderly traffic
You can influence an entire public
Even if its structure is plain and basic
You can convince even the sceptics
When you speak in lyrics
The effect can be so drastic
Sometimes you apply technique
To produce some form of comic
Please don't panic
When I say 'Life is a bed of lyrics '
Even a poet’s style is rhythmic
With lyrics we can play the game of politics
Words can sooth or send you to a clinic
As we seek to manoeuvre great gimmicks
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Andy McElroe
My brother Andy said, that for a soldier he would go,
So great excitement came upon the house of McElroe.
My father sold a bog-hole to equip him for the war.
And my mother sold the cushions of her Sunday jaunting car.
And when brave Andy reach'd the front, 'twas furious
work he made,
They appointed him a private in the Crocodile Brigade.
The sound of Andy's battle cry struck terror thro' the foe.
His foot was on the desert and his name was McElroe.
At least that's what the letter said that came across the foam.
To Andy's anxious relatives awaiting him at home.
The papers say he ran away before he met the foe.
But that was quite unlike the style of Andy McElroe.
One morning brave Lord Wolseley for a battle felt inclined;
But all could see the general had something on his mind;
Sez he, 'My staff, 'twere dangerous to face yon deadly foe,
Unless we're sure that quite prepared is Andy McElroe.'
Then Andy cried, 'I'm here, my lord, and ready for the fray,'
'Advance then,' cried Lord Wolseley, 'and let every trumpet bray.'
Then England, Ireland, Scotland, rolled together on the foe,
But far ahead of everyone rushed Andy McElroe.
At least, that's what the letter said that came across the foam
To Andy's anxious relatives, awaiting him at home.
The government despatches had another tale- but no!
We won't believe a word against brave Andy McElroe.
The Mahdi had gone up a tree, a spyglass in his eye,
To see his Paynim chivalry the northern prowess try;
But soon he saw a form of dread, and cried in tones of woe,
'Be jabers let me out of this - there's Andy McElroe.'
Then down he hurried from his tree, and straight away he ran,
To keep appointments, as he said, in distant Kordofan,
And fled those Arab soldiery like sand siroccos blow,
Pursued (with much profanity) by Andy McElroe.
At least, that's what he told us when returning o'er the foam
To greet his anxious relatives, awaiting him at home.
So sing the song of triumph, and let all your bumpers flow,
In honour of our countryman, brave Andrew McElroe.
poem by William Percy French
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Keeps The Radio On
Can you relate to what it says
The lyrics are straight from the heart
The soul is expressed in the lyrics
The virtues and vices are released
Chorus:
Keep the radio on,
This song means so much to me
Keep the radio on,
The words live right through me
The lyrics are comforting
Like I expressed them my self
Keep the radio on, the song speaks for itself.
Why cant you relate
To my way of thinking
Why dont you understand
All the things I am feeling
I am not a stranger to opinions
In fact I have my own
I am no stranger to delusions
Although you live through mine
Repeat chorus
Keep the radio on
Keep the radio on
The words have their meaning
Keep the radio on
Cant you feel what they are saying
Keep the radio on
Repeat chorus
song performed by by Alanis Morissette
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