The Methadones - Transistor Radio lyrics
[The Methadones - Transistor Radio lyrics]
Listen to the sounds of her broken heart
Flowing from the transistor radio
Do do do do, do do do do
Listen to the sounds of her broken heart
Flowing from the transistor radio
This little device fit's the palm of her hand
Built to take anywhere she wants to go
She searches for a signal with a
Swift flick of the dial
Living in an age of technological advances
It's this little simple pleasure that
Always makes her smile
And now it's made me smile
And it seems like she only gets AM
Turning out these dated songs
But Carly Simon's always been
A guilty pleasure so I start to hum along
And for a second I start to feel ashamed
I remember the verses one and
Two of "You're So Vain"
I look around to see if anybody's watching
And I start to laugh from the thought
Do do do do, do do do do
You could write it off as nostalgia
Outdated kit'schy cool, novelty
It's not the same
Can't you hear that tone that's
Pissed off and alone
That aims square for the jugular vein?
I really love these moments that
Are quirky and absurd
As I sit here watching her
Mouthing all the words
Within the range of radio frequencies
A song is played that's meant for you and me
Listen to the sounds of her broken heart
Flowing from the transistor radio
Listen to the sounds of the transistor radio
Flowing from the transistor radio
Do do do do, do do do do
Listen to the sounds of her broken heart
Flowing from the transistor radio
This little device fit's the palm of her hand
Built to take anywhere she wants to go
She searches for a signal with a
Swift flick of the dial
Living in an age of technological advances
It's this little simple pleasure that
Always makes her smile
And now it's made me smile
And it seems like she only gets AM
Turning out these dated songs
But Carly Simon's always been
A guilty pleasure so I start to hum along
And for a second I start to feel ashamed
I remember the verses one and
Two of "You're So Vain"
I look around to see if anybody's watching
And I start to laugh from the thought
Do do do do, do do do do
You could write it off as nostalgia
Outdated kit'schy cool, novelty
It's not the same
Can't you hear that tone that's
Pissed off and alone
That aims square for the jugular vein?
I really love these moments that
Are quirky and absurd
As I sit here watching her
Mouthing all the words
Within the range of radio frequencies
A song is played that's meant for you and me
Listen to the sounds of her broken heart
Flowing from the transistor radio
Listen to the sounds of the transistor radio