Turn up the radio
I wish to find a bit of soul
Among the ocean of all that callounes
Where is the heart in these tunes?
The melodies have no use
They flood our ears, not tending wounds
And leave without any news
So give us back all these songs
We thought that could change the world
Once they would all have been Heard
Nothing could stay the same
Coro(Chorus):
With a big, fat heart full of memories
And the soundtrack to all fatality
The best we wanted, was the end that started
This sing songs of irrelevance
Till we dance on the graves of society
No more wretched voices
This is the swan song
Some notes make your heart sing
Far more tan anything
They are so rare in these days
Quantity is everything
This is not what we deserve
Bring back the treasures and pearls
Kick out the junk and revive, the sound of a better life
Coro(Chorus):
With a big, fat heart full of memories
And the soundtrack to all fatality
The best we wanted, was the end that started
This sing songs of irrelevance
Till we dance on the graves of society
No more wretched voices
This is the swan song
(So lets talk about the old times, the better times, where have they gone? What happened to the radio? Is it dead, is it gone? And mot of all, why should we care? The question is: Should we stop dancing?)
I wish to find a bit of soul
Among the ocean of all that callounes
Where is the heart in these tunes?
The melodies have no use
They flood our ears, not tending wounds
And leave without any news
So give us back all these songs
We thought that could change the world
Once they would all have been Heard
Nothing could stay the same
Coro(Chorus):
With a big, fat heart full of memories
And the soundtrack to all fatality
The best we wanted, was the end that started
This sing songs of irrelevance
Till we dance on the graves of society
No more wretched voices
This is the swan song
Some notes make your heart sing
Far more tan anything
They are so rare in these days
Quantity is everything
This is not what we deserve
Bring back the treasures and pearls
Kick out the junk and revive, the sound of a better life
Coro(Chorus):
With a big, fat heart full of memories
And the soundtrack to all fatality
The best we wanted, was the end that started
This sing songs of irrelevance
Till we dance on the graves of society
No more wretched voices
This is the swan song
(So lets talk about the old times, the better times, where have they gone? What happened to the radio? Is it dead, is it gone? And mot of all, why should we care? The question is: Should we stop dancing?)