Ouch, he's chosen my attic
I feel it's in the static
He lives in my basement
And I can hardly face it

My performance is easy
I am the God of romance
And in my confusion
I have the right to reign

He's stolen my Oscars
He trades on my jokes
He makes all my engines go, oh oh, oh oh
He put an 'E' in the arsenal

A comb in my 'fro
Divine retribution
And away we will go
Hey, hey, hey, hey

Some thing's happening I can feel it
Moving out of time you'll hear it
Falling in the way you fear it
Jumping thumping shout out something
Jumping thumping shout out something

Listen to the radio
And you will hear the songs you know
Make it effervescent here
And you might have a job my dear, my dear

I'm searching for something
Beyond my understanding
Looking for meaning
Where nothing is demanding

There are no surprises
When nothing is expected
If you offer nothing
Then everyone accepts

He's stolen my Oscars
He trades on my jokes
He makes all my engines go, oh oh, oh oh
He put an 'E' in the arsenal

A comb in my 'fro
Divine retribution
And away we will go

Something's happening I can feel it
Moving out of time you'll hear it
Falling in the way you fear it
Jumping thumping shout out something
Jumping thumping shout out something

Listen to the radio
And you will hear the songs you know
Make it effervescent here
And you might have a job my dear, my dear

Ouch, ouch, ouch, radio
Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, radio

Some thing's happening,I can feel it
He's chosen my attic
I feel it in the static
He lives in my basement

Listen to the radio
And you will hear the songs you know
(Everything at the same time)

Listen to the radio, listen to the radio
Listen to the radio, listen to the radio
Listen to the radio, listen to the radio
Listen to the radio

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Writer(s): Robert Peter Williams, Stephen Duffy