Get in the car to drive
Ive got a long way to go
I need good tunes to occupy
So I try the radio
The voices come from fools
With nothing better to say
Its the same Super Pop hits
Always overplayed
What are you listening for, what are you listening for
What are you listening for, what are you listening for
So I head down to the record store
To find something real
But they dont sell real records anymore
Unless its got mass appeal
So they say its music
Dressed with sex to sell
Its just radio porn
Just radio hell
What are you listening for, what are you listening for
What are you listening for, what are you listening for
Listen to what the DJ says, its bad radio
Listen to what the DJ plays, its bad radio
So you take what they give
Cause you dont know whats shit
Force fed into your ears
And you just swallow it
What are you listening for, what are you listening for
What are you listening for, what are you listening for