Lyrics Radio P.W.E.I. - Pop Will Eat Itself

Radio P.W.E.I.

Okay, everybody, we’re the hi-tech gurus
All the rage, always on the front-page news
TV and video, here to go-go on radio
PWEI, turn it on and turn it up high
Like a ten-ton truck, don’t give a fuck
And if you don’t like the Poppies, that’s your hard luck
We cut and strut with military precision
All cards are marked, unanimous decision
It’s finger-clickin', finger-lickin'
My mic sounds nice and the beatbox tickin'
Squeal like an eel, squirm like a worm
We’re hot, getting hotter, making ears burn!
Making ears burn!
(Talking) Huh?
(Talk, talk) What?
(Talking to you)
(That's right) Go!
(Just turn it up!) Suckers
We can rap, we can sing a thing or two for you
We’ll talk of anything, everything, if you want, thing
The sky’s the limit, the limit is the sky
Why?
PWEI!
Say don’t worry, no hurry to fret
No jest, the best is yet to come
And some are just dumb
When they say it’s no fun, they gotta learn
We’re seriously delirious, the force is here with us
We ain’t joking, we’re just poking fun
At those who’re poking guns
Up each other’s asses at each and every turn
Rock so hard, there’s no time to roll
When the Poppies are on patrol
On patrol, on patrol
(Talking) Huh?
(Talk) What?
(Talking to you)
(That's right) Go!
(Just turn it up!) Suckers
(Radio, radio)
(Radio, radio)
(Radio, radio)
(Radio) The incredible!
(PWEI) (Can't survive without my radio)
This is not a program, this is a church
No matter who listens to these songs of joy
For us, and to us, and through us
(Talking) Huh?
(Talking) What?
(Talking to you)
(That's right) Go!
(Just turn it up!) Suckers
(Just turn it up!) Suckers
(Radio, radio)
(Radio, radio)
I can’t live without my radio (Radio)
(Radio)
One-two, check, hi-tech in stereo
Quadro, any way you go
But loose, 1−0-0−1 uses
We got the juice to bruise the fuses
The volume in this room is much too groomed
We need a big, bad boom!
Noise KO, disco inferno
Hey, ho, yo!
Let’s go!
Gonna rock the show and blow the speakers
See them glow, so now you know
It’s not what you do, but the way that you do it
The speakers you blew, but the way that you blew it
PWEI always knew it
We’ll teach all this in a song, it won’t take long
Did it?
We’re through with it, hit it!