Текст песни Radio-Active - De'Wayne Jackson

5, 4, 3, 2...

Aye
Young Kurt Cobain, coming up
I don't wanna be erased
Aye
When I'm flipping through the channels
It's the same old formula again
Aye
They don't give a damn about us
Bag it up, selling lies to the Feds
Aye
Young Kurt Cobain, coming up
I don't wanna be-

Okay, stop and look around and tell me what you see
Why all these people yell the same shit?
Is it this awful business or just the misery?
I know I'll leave way worse then how I came here

I'm not blonde enough for rock n' roll so I won't get no radio
My big hair and my dresses won't fit inside your stereo
But you, you on the other hand will sail through the door
Since you the pig, I'm the big bad wolf about to blow

Aye
Young Kurt Cobain, coming up
I don't wanna be erased
Aye
When I'm flipping through the channels
It's the same old formula again
Aye
They don't give a damn about us
Bag it up, selling lies to the Feds
Aye
Young Kurt Cobain, coming up
I don't wanna be erased

Tell me something, don't tell me nothing
I used to run around Houston buzzing
Was always searching, I hate perfect
I lost some sanity, it's really working

Not blonde enough for rock n' roll so I won't get no radio
My big hair and my big (haha) won't fit inside your stereo
But you, you on the other hand will sail through the door
Since you the pig, I'm the big bad wolf about to blow

Aye
Young Kurt Cobain, coming up
I don't wanna be erased
Aye
When I'm flipping through the channels
It's the same old formula again
Aye
They don't give a damn about us
Bag it up, selling lies to the Feds
Aye
Young Kurt Cobain, coming up
I don't wanna be erased

Aye
About to knock down the door
Coming up, they gon' remember my face
Aye
Need to pour myself up a drink
Make a toast 'cause we came a long way
Aye
Shoot me down if you want
But at the end of the day I won't change
Aye
About to knock down the door
Coming up, they gon' remember my face

Aye
Young Kurt Cobain, coming up
I don't wanna be erased
Aye
When I'm flipping through the channels
It's the same old formula again
Aye
They don't give a damn about us
Bag it up, selling lies to the Feds
Aye
Young Kurt Cobain, coming up
I don't wanna be erased