| Sittin’in my darkened room, got nothing else to do.
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| Tune into my radio, but there’s nothing coming through.
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| Luxemburg has lost the call, Brussels is nowhere.
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| Moscow’s just a crackle now, I guess they’re not on air.
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| All my life I’ve been listening,
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| now I wanna’shout.
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| Electricity through space,
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| Electricity through space.
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| Electricity through space,
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| . |
| saving grace of the human race.
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| My speakers need some maintenance, the wires are all messed up,
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| but my operating manual says «Give it back to us».
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| I turn it up to maximum, still my ears don’t bleed,
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| it can’t put out the power with no signal to receive.
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| It’s a vital source of communication, exploit it to the full.
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| Compared with foreign counterparts, I find it rather dull.
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| It’s not for the minorities, the heads will never sway.
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| The only decent radio is in the U.S.A. |