Robyn Hitchcock - The Devil's Radio lyrics

Darlin' you don't have to call me
Stalin or even Mao Tse Tung
'Cause I'm far too young my rising
Sign is Capricorn is that surprising?
You know that I was born
So very soft and easy going
I make no trouble at all i was listening
Yeah, I was listening to the Devil's Radio
I was listening
Yeah, I was listening to the Devil's Radio
And it went na na na na na na
I'm the Devil's radio

Evil its tentacles are bland
It's like a weevil
It burrows through the land
And everybody smiles everybody smiles
Michael - don't you know someday a spike'll
Grow right through the woodwork
And come out through your palm

We was listening
We was listening to the Devil's radio
We was listening
We was listening to the Devil's radio
And it went na na na na na na
I'm the Devil's radio

Sun sets on the Devil sun sets on the West
He's listening to the FM talk show
It's what he loves the best limbaugh
He was talking through a bimbo but don't
Touch that dial or that hateful smile
Kate said
"The flowers of intolerance and hatred
Are blooming kind of early this year
Someone's been watering them"

We was listening
Ah, we was listening to the Devil's radio
We was listening
Yeah, we was listening to the Devil's radio
And it went na na na na na na
I'm not the Devil's radio na na na na na na
I'm the Devil's radio