Deep Cotton - Runaway Radio lyrics
[Deep Cotton - Runaway Radio lyrics]
We were down in Calcutta
We were ready to rock and the bodies to drop
There go the children dancing in the streets
They got the knives of the future
All in their teeth
All the highs you think you know
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It’s so lonely at the top
The sky is all around now
Am I a freak cuz I get weak
The streets don’t love my beat now
If I jump, can I go fly
Or will I crash and die now
Am I free if I can’t speak
And be what I can be now
"ooh it’s time, " the girl said to me
"I’m sick of bread! I want wine
And techno-luxuries!" now another culture’s
Come and gone they got a McDonald’s
But no native songs
All the highs you think you know
Runaway Radio mumbo jumbo soul
Runaway Radio the freedom motherlode
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And all your culture’s portable
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