Radio

Intro: The clowns are running the circus/the show is run of the mill. They’ve picked all the berries that grew on Blueberry Hill. The shameless and the appalling/have sunk things to a new low, What has become of the world that we used to know? Did I dream it? What I mean is, I could’ve swore it had a soul, Mhmm I could hear it, sat right near it/ Back when my whole world.. …was the radio Time was when people could move you/with just a voice and a song. I wish all those hacks would go back to where they belong The daydream had to make way for/the nightmare that was to be, Where grace and beauty are hung and buried at sea. Did I dream it? What I mean is, I could’ve swore it had a soul, Mhmm I could hear it, sat right near it/ Back when my whole world … …was the radio Middle 8: And even though the writing’s on the wall (wall) It's through rose-coloured glasses I recall (recall) That golden age of the ordinary day... | | X1 Did I dream it? What I mean is, I could’ve swore it had a soul, Mhmm I could hear it, sat right near it/ Back when my whole world … …was the radio, whoa-oh-oh-oh. The clowns are running the circus/the show is run of the mill They picked all the berries that grew on Blueberry Hill.