Radio Musicola Lyrics - Singles - Nik Kershaw

black vinyl man with black plasticised imagination 

more fodder for the new lost generation 

i got a question to send you to the nearest closet 

why can't you let us do it like JONI does it 

there you go again, giving it your very best 

trying so hard to make it sound like all thee rest 

and as your factory sanctifies your wooden soul 

you gave us T.V. dinners, now it's T.V. rock 'n' roll 

we're growing p 

we're growing up 

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i got political inclinations to announce 

but no way, if it doesn't scan with your accounts 

i got some spiritual ideology for you 

i know it's gotta correspond with the corporation view 

we're growing up 

we're growing p 

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you can find it in the streets 

you can find it in the elevators 

you can find it where the ladies wash their hands 

it emanates from littleboxes on the wall and it'll 

soon be coming in disposable tin cans 

my soul shows art to me, but dollars says my radio 

wall street liquid lunches showing us the way to go 

why tolerate this numismatical polity? 

there isn't any other way, there isn't any other way, more's the pity 

we're growing up 

we're growing up 

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