Текст песни Radio - Johnny Manchild and the Poor Bastards

Stuck in my head, I forget what you said
So I stick with an auto reply
Falling away, the night and the day
They blur and lose the divide

Smashing all my fingers, crippling my calm demeanor
Into something that is absent of mind
Falling apart, I could make it an art
If I could finish the last couple lines

Anyone can remedy a simple little melody
But I need something special to ensure that they remember me
Starting to believe that maybe this will be the death of me
What a lovely way to die

Build me up and break me down until I've got a melody developing
And maybe this will be the one
To break me in the Top 40 in the morning
And I'll change the pace, replace the taste
Of backwash in the radio and maybe
All the noise will leave, I'll be relieved, I guess I'll give it a try

Let me feel and let me drown
Little pills that take me down

It's too hard writing when you're happy and excited
So I'll take a little bit off the top
Drink it all in, revel in the sin and don't try cutting me out
Oh, put me in the corner, give me something new to mourn
Or let me bleed my ink into the page
Prolific, it's terrific and up close it gets horrific
But it looks damn good on the stage

Anyone can remedy a simple, little melody
But I need something special to ensure that they remember me
Starting to believe that maybe this will be the death of me
What a lovely way to die

Build me up and break me down until I've got a melody developing
And maybe this will be the one
To break me in the Top 40 in the morning
And I'll change the pace, replace the taste
Of backwash in the radio and maybe
All the noise will leave, I'll be relieved, I guess I'll give it a try

What a lovely way to die!