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The Alice Band lyrics

Nothing On But The Radio

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This could have been disaster could have been the worst day of my life I felt my heart beat faster when you told me that you had big news I thought you might pop the question Or ask me to move in Make a mistake if I didn't think twice But my heart sank again and I decided what I had to do Oh no, I let you go I should probably feel bad I know But I kicked off my shoes and everything else kinda followed... I've got nothing on but the radio Dancing around my room with the lights down low Nothing on but the radio turning it up so loud that the neighbours know I'm happy with you gone Nothing but the radio on Nothing on My boss liked to tease me Didn't believe me when I said it was rude that he'd give me a raise if I laughed at his stupid jokes I wouldn't give the satisfaction of a reaction Then he invited me to his room to get paid And I told him where his raise could go Oh no, I lost it so I should probably feel scared and low But when I got home, I kicked off my shoes and you know… I got nothing on but the radio Dancing around my room with the lights down low Nothing on but the radio turning it up so loud that the neighbours know I'm happy with you gone And nothing but the radio on Yes it's me that you see through the window With my hands in the air waving you hello I don't care if it's crazy, I'm happy at being alone Nothing on but the radio letting it all hang out Nothing on but the radio turning it up so loud Singing to a hairbrush microphone ‘cause I'm happy now I've got… Nothing on but the radio, no Nothing on but the radio Dancing around my room with the lights down low Nothing on but the radio turning it up so loud that the neighbours know I'm happy with you gone And nothing but the radio Nothing on but the radio Nothing on Nothing on but the radio And I got Nothing on………….

White Room

ALISHA'S ATTIC
(Poole/Martin/Poole) (Chorus) You are entering the White Room That's the password And you can leave your hang-ups At the door now Coz this is the White Room My asylum And you are welcome Look at all you pretty people Walking past my eyes The room is getting smaller There's a bright light deep inside My toes are curling upwards And my shoes have left my feet They took away my velvet chair My name is obsolete But Hell, we can get dreamy Yeah Delicious, we can be happy Yeah So happy I've been thinking about you Yeah And if you wanna come in You got to knock three times (Repeat Chorus) Good Heavens! I don't know how you got here Did you sneak inside my head? Did you say a few sweet words And sneak inside my bed? Look at this, a huge big pillow Come and lay your mind And walk inside my crooked thought And see what fun you'll find Oh Hell, we can get dreamy Yeah Delicious, we can be happy Yeah So happy, I've been thinking about you Yeah And if you wanna come in You got to knock three times (Repeat Chorus) Positively spiritual Definitely sexual Could it be I'm cynical? Or could it be I…well I Like I said Override, satisfied Our love hits on the red ‘Til you show me that secret weapon That shoots my fears all dead This is the White Room My asylum And you are welcome! (Repeat Chorus to fade) Return

On The Radio

Harris Emmylou "White Shoes"
(Giorgio Moroder/Donna Summer) Someone found the letter you wrote me on the radio And they told the world just how you felt It must've fallen out of a hole in your old brown overcoat They never said your name but I knew just who they meant Oh, I was so surprised and shocked and I wondered too If by chance you heard it for yourself I never told a soul just how I'd been feeling over you But they said it really loud and said it on the air On the radio Oh... on the radio Oh... on the radio Oh... Now don't it kinda strike you sad when you hear our song Things are not the same since we broke up last June The only thing I want to hear is that you love me still And that you think you'll be coming home real soon Oh... he kinda a made me feel proud when I heard him say You couldn't find the words to say it for yourself And now in my heart I know I can say what I really mean 'Cause they said it really loud they said it on the air On the radio Oh... on the radio Oh... on the radio Oh... Now if you think that love isn't found on the radio Then tune right in you may find the love lost 'Cause now I'm sitting here with the man I sent away long ago He found he really lied he said he really lied On the radio Oh... on the radio Oh... on the radio Oh...

On The Radio

DONNA SUMMER "Greatest Hits-Endless Summer"
Someone found a letter you wrote me, on the radio And they told the world just how you felt It must have fallen out of a hole in your old brown overcoat They never said your name But I knew just who they meant. I was so surprised and shocked, and I wondered, too If by chance you heard it for yourself I never told a soul just how I've been feeling about you But they said it really loud They said it on the air On the radio Whoa, oh, oh On the radio Whoa oh oh oh On the radio Whoa, oh, oh On the radio Whoa, oh, oh Now, now Don't it kinda strike you sad when you hear our song Things are not the same since we broke up last June The only thing that I wanna hear is that you love me still And that you think you'll be comin' home real soon Whoa, oh, yeah, yeah And it made me feel proud when I heard you say You couldn't find the words to say it yourself And now in my heart I know I can say what I really feel 'Cause they said it really loud They said it on the air On the radio Whoa, oh, oh On the radio Whoa, oh, oh On the radio Whoa, oh, oh On the radio Played in shorter version: If you think that love isn't found on the radio Well tune right in you may find the love you lost 'Cause now I'm sitting here with the man I sent away long ago It sounded really loud They said it really loud On the radio Whoa, oh, oh On the radio Whoa, oh, oh On the radio Whoa, oh, oh On the radio Whoa, oh, oh On the radio Whoa, oh, oh (end) Played in longer version: Sendin' in a letter to tell them that I love you, too If you hear it, maybe you will know When you hear them read the line about love's return on the radio You'll think about the two of us and you'll come home Whoa, oh, oh, If you knew just how I'd felt why'd you make me wait? Life goes on and on while you play with my heart Don't hold on any longer 'cause now I know how you really feel 'Cause I heard it really loud They said it on the air On the radio Whoa, oh, oh On the radio Whoa, oh, oh On the radio Whoa, oh, oh On the radio Whoa, oh, oh Now, If you think that love isn't found on the radio Then tune right in you may find the love you lost 'Cause now I'm sittin here with the man I sent away long ago It sounded really loud They said it really loud On the radio Whoa, oh, oh On the radio Whoa, oh, oh On the radio Whoa, oh, oh On the radio Whoa, oh, oh On the radio Whoa, oh, oh,

Aspiring Sociopath

ATMOSPHERE "Lucy Ford: The Atmosphere EPs"
SLUG 7:30 AM, Alerted to life by a song on the radio The evening is over Another morning, another opportunity To do something progressive prove that he's worthy Up and out the door by 9 O'clock The sun is shining up and down the block There's children in the corner waiting for a bus That will take them to school and exploit their trust He starts the car, sparks with one crank It's those good ol' fashioned American mechanics And even though he'd rather own a new import It's dependible and more important its all he can afford Stops by the coffee shop to pick up some smokes and a cup of Joe Back into the Ford with the windows rolled up So when the radio rocks he can sing along freely With the lights out it's less dangerous At the top of his lungs the words burst through shameless Pushing that dream, trying to beat the time Oh well whatever nevermind Nothing else matters when your knifing through traffic Wishing it was a stickshift, it's an automatic Listening to the road, voice of the nomad How he'd love to leave drive away never go back Wheels keep on turning, turning turning and turning Alone is when he finally feels like a person Light another Nat Sherman Crack the window, feel the wind blow Serenity tenfold God bless whoever invented sunglasses And while your at save the saints that work the fast food drive throughs Objects are closer than they appear Cuz when your by yourself there ain't one else to lie to Talk radio gets a lot of play in his vehicle It teaches him topics to dicuss with real people So when he stops to get gas or hit that coffee shop His neurotic ass can act like he knows a whole lot Pour some sugar on me, my counterfeit personality He's a loner gotti, he's a rebel He's gonna drive the escort to the middle of that meadow Thinking about how he can leave this city Fill the tank and towards the water he'll flier Maybe he should just go get a picture at the CC And find a stool at the bar where he can stare at the TV Either way tomorrow will be just like today And that's all it takes to make the change He loves to drive more than he loves being alive And this town doesn't even know his real name It goes bye bye Miss American Pie Drove the Ford to the border to disturb the order If only that he'd know that he wouldn't be missed Maybe then he could have grown to exist (repeated till the song fades)

Tits On The Radio

SCISSOR SISTERS "Scissor Sisters"
Creamsicle sky while the sun sets up in the west Where are the queers on the piers, heard they gave it their best Now they got jobs at a local fast food chain Flippin' tricks for the burger, since Lady M jacked their fame Flippin' tricks for the burger, since Lady M jacked their fame You can't see tits on the radio I'll give you five fingers for a one man show Fasten those pants for the lap dance Take a shot now this may be your last chance There ain't no tits on the radio (Oh no) There ain't no tits on the radio (Oh no) There ain't no tits on the radio (Oh no) There ain't no tits on the radio (No no) Dark room Danny can't see with the lights turned out Black haired tranny counts sheep with her bed turned down But the bed's in Jersey and the sheep's on a farm Dark room Danny hears police alarm Dark room Danny can't see with the lights turned out Dark room Danny can't see with the lights turned out You can't see tits on the radio I'll give you five fingers for a one man show Fasten those pants for the lap dance Take a shot now this may be your last chance There ain't no tits on the radio (Oh no) There ain't no tits on the radio (Oh no) There ain't no tits on the radio (Oh no) There ain't no tits on the radio (No no)

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