| Signal fading, listen to what I’m saying.
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| Testing, testing,
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| this better be worth all of the breath I’m wasting.
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| Maintaining radio silence from now on.
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| Barricaded in the talk radio station
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| Hostage taken
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| The red 'On Air' light shines on Something cheaper than passes for free speech
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| Will have to do Hear him coming through loud and clear
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| Trickling in your ear
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| He’ll tell you anything you want to hear
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| The tape starts running
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| He’s going to tell you something
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| Strings start strumming another humdrum conundrum.
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| Signing off now,
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| Maintaining radio silence from now on.
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| But there’s one thing I should have said,
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| The hostage will end up dead.
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| It’s just a comedy, the hostage is me.
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| So pay the ransom beyond the run-out groove and
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| Get my wife down here, a helicopter on the roof.
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| No police marksman
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| Maintaining radio silence from now on.
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| Mystery voices drowned out by too much choice
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| That’s not to mention
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| The sad waste of this wonderful invention
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| Maintaining radio silence from now on.
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| Libraries filled up with failed ideas,
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| there’s nothing more for me there.
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| I trust in tender ink and gentle airs.
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| Do those drug dealers still polish women made of wax?
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| Gangsters and world leaders require the same protection from attack.
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| From a distance it’s hard to tell the difference
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| Between a king and a jack
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| Between a poet and a hack
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| Maintaining radio silence from now on. |