I was tuning in the shine on the light night dial Doing anything my radio advised With everyone of those late-night stations Playing songs, bringing tears to my eyes I was seriously thinking about Hiding the reciever when the Switch broke cause it's old Saying things that I can hardly believe They really think we're getting out of control Radio is the sound salvation Radio is cleaning up the nation They say you better listen To the voice of reason They don't give you any choice Cause they think that it's treason So you had better do as you were told You better listen to the radio I wanna bite the hand that feeds me I wannabite that hand so badly I'm gonna make them wish they'd never seen me Some of my friends sit around every evening And then worry about the times ahead While everybody else is overwhelmed by indifference And the promise of an early bed You better shut up or get cut out They don't wanna hear about it Only inches on the reel to reel And the radio is in the hands Of such a lot of fools Trying to anesthetize the way that you feel Radio is the sound salvation Radio is cleaning up the nation They say you better listen To the voice of reason They don't give you any choice Cause they think that it's treason So you had better do as you were told You better listen to the radio Wonderful radio Marvelous radio Wonderful radio Radio radio Radio radio Radio radio