Two silhouettes stand tall against
a gray november sky
utopian suburban teenage wasteland blues.
you turn to me and sigh, the boredom
growin' in your eyes
as a voice sings songs of splendor
from the radio
i hear that voice again submerging
from the stereo
invisible electric life flows
right through me
then for a moment i forget about
just where i'm at and the world fallin'
around looses al urgency.
it's just another transmission from
a place we all want to be.
it takes control then its spits
me back to reality
i hear the music
then i close my eyes
it's jsut another radio suicide on
the airwaves.
i turned it on-invisible electric life
then the song comes on the radio
the signal takes control-heartbeat
starts to slow
you hear the words reverberating
in your mind
twisted electric waves pulse from the stereo
as a vioce screams out loud
everything is not alright
forget about the static pulsing
in your ear
forget everything you see and hear
it's just another radio suicide