from `The Ghost Poets`, 1993, Razor & Tie Music Corp.
It`s a sad situation, I can`t talk about it much
Way to grab some magic, way to keep in touch
Like a never-ending friend, where the truth remains unspoken
Hammer down, not a sound, my radio is broken
It`s been with me since my younger days
I`d lie awake at night
to a clear channel mainlining watts of holy light
Heard the black guys down in Memphis,
The white boys from L.A.
There was something there in the air
But now it`s gone away
(CHORUS:)
Turn it up, here we go...broken radio
Big dreams, soul screams...broken radio
Dirty bars, two guitars...broken radio
Shake those hips and sync those lips...
...broken radio
I remember what was playing
when they told me Jack was gone
Can`t forget the one Mary said would be our song
Was a soundtrack for the passion
A comfort through the years
It`s the kind of rush I miss so much
It ain`t been `round for years
(CHORUS)
Now you can tell me that it`s over
The time for me is past
But I gave my soul to rock `n` roll
so you can kiss my ass
And take all your consultants
Your focus groups and charts
All I want is just someone
who brings it from the heart
(CHORUS)
--words & music by Michael Stanley
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