Radio

Before the cocaine and the midnight train She was a pretty girl Before the tears fell on her lonely smile She was a silly girl She was dancing around like there was no one around There wasn't any girls She was holding a bag over a mirror in class Like one of many girls, many girls When it was time to put it all on the line She was a ready girl Takin' the shots, another one of the rocks She was a steady girl Dope in the bag, another token of trash It's just a pity girl Never enough, no, it was never enough She was a gimme girl, gimme girl And the beat, it rolls over and over Like the wheels under the Chevy Nova It goes on, it goes on, it goes on, ot goes on On forever through the stars, it's solar Yeah, she's in the radio Radio Radio Radio, radio Oh-oh Before the streets and all the lonely creeps He was a good boy Before the goons he did it all for fun Now he's a hood boy He put the weight in the bag, he carried weight to the ave To be the big boy He got high on the stash, yeah, he got high on the glass Now he's a sick boy, sick boy And the beat, it rolls over and over Like the wheels under the Chevy Nova It goes on, it goes on, it goes on, it goes on On forever through the stars, it's solar Yeah, she's in the radio Radio Radio Radio, radio Okay Fell asleep on the dash and then you wake up crashed Yeah, it's a crippled world Not awake for a ride, well then you're dreamin' alive Yeah, in your little world Out there chasin' the thrills, runnin' away from your bills Yeah, it's a rigged world Like a rat in a mill you're running dead on your heels Out in the real world, real world And the beat, it rolls over and over Like the wheels under the Chevy Nova It goes on, it goes on, it goes on, it goes on On forever through the stars, it's solar Yeah, she's in the radio Radio The radio Radio, radio Oh-oh Radio The radio (it goes on, it goes on, it goes on, it goes on, on forever) Radio, radio Oh-oh Radio Radio The radio (it goes on, it goes on, it goes on, it goes on, on forever) Radio, radio Oh-oh