I was tuning in the shine on the light night dial
Doing anything my radio advised
With everyone of those late-night stations
Playing songs, bringing tears to my eyes
I was seriously thinking about
Hiding the reciever when the
Switch broke cause it's old
Saying things that I can hardly believe
They really think we're getting out of control

Radio is the sound salvation
Radio is cleaning up the nation
They say you better listen
To the voice of reason
They don't give you any choice
Cause they think that it's treason
So you had better do as you were told
You better listen to the radio

I wanna bite the hand that feeds me
I wannabite that hand so badly
I'm gonna make them wish they'd never seen me

Some of my friends sit around every evening
And then worry about the times ahead
While everybody else is overwhelmed by indifference
And the promise of an early bed
You better shut up or get cut out
They don't wanna hear about it
Only inches on the reel to reel
And the radio is in the hands
Of such a lot of fools
Trying to anesthetize the way that you feel

Radio is the sound salvation
Radio is cleaning up the nation
They say you better listen
To the voice of reason
They don't give you any choice
Cause they think that it's treason
So you had better do as you were told
You better listen to the radio

Wonderful radio
Marvelous radio
Wonderful radio
Radio radio
Radio radio
Radio radio