Tuned in (Antenna Up)

When I was young I put my radio Antenna up as high as it would go Daydream dialing delivered me Jukebox Heroes in the frequencies You'd be Keith and I'd be Mick we'd rock all day Singin' Satisfaction sometimes we'd sound okay (Hey hey hey!) Tuned in to a feeling (That's what I say) Transistor radio Finding the frequency Records, cassettes, 8-track tapes Headphones loud, great escapes Blast "Who's Next" every afternoon Air guitar in my living room You'd play Pete and I'd play Roger to a "t" Get that windmill action singin' Baba O'Riley (Teenage wasteland!) Tuned in to a feeling (It's only teenage wasteland!) Hi-fi stereo Finding the frequency Piled the gang in my Pontiac wagon Springsteen tickets at Boston Garden Getting high on Bruce with our trust in that V-8 Gang singin' Born to Run sounded fucking great! (Whoa oh oh oh) Tuned in to a feeling (Mmm mmm mmm) Dashboard radio Finding the frequency... My best friend's girlfriend and me Got a job on a loading dock Joined a band imitating Bon Scott All the while what I admired Were stacks of Hiwatt amplifiers Stashed my cash for a trip to Tune Town Heroes axes stared me down Gibsons, Fenders, in the end... Just make me sound like Pete Townshend Yeeaaaaaaahhh! Tuned in to a feeling Rock n roll radio Living in the frequencies My first real six-string Tuned in to a feeling Wherever I may roam Living in the frequencies My first real six-string and me My second-hand six-string My first real six-string This old guitar and me Tuned in to a feeling Tuned in to a feeling Tuned in to a feeling Tuned in to a feeling...