Radio Musicola Lyrics

black vinyl man with black plasticised imagination
i got political inclinations to announce
my soul shows art to me, but dollars says my radio
more fodder for the new lost generation
but no way, if it doesn't scan with your accounts
wall street liquid lunches showing us the way to go
i got a question to send you to the nearest closet
i got some spiritual ideology for you
why tolerate this numismatical polity?
why can't you let us do it like JONI does it
i know it's gotta correspond with the corporation view
there isn't any other way, there isn't any other way, more's the pity
there you go again, giving it your very best, you're
trying so hard to make it sound like all the rest
and as your factory sanctifies your wooden soul
you gave us T.V. dinners, now it's T.V. rock 'n' roll
Chorus 1:
we're growing up
we're growing up
to radio musicola
Vs 2
Chorus 2:
we're growing up
we're growing up
to radio musicola
(middle 8 or something)
you can find it in the streets
you can find it in the elevators
you can find it where the ladies wash their hands
it emanates from little boxes on the wall and it'll
(sus)
soon be coming in disposable tin cans
Chorus 3:
we're growing up
we're growing up
to radio musicola