We get our kicks watching people fall in line
You fill a pig and make em sick
Amazing what theyre calling a simple way of life
Theyre looking face down at you, your radio shutdown says

Your radio, says no, says no
Your radio, says hurt you

Dont want your preaching, cause your government has failed
Those hypocrites, they make me sick
One will lead another and the rest will march in time
Your radio shutdown hurts you, our generation says fuck you

Your radio, says no, says no
Your radio, says hurt you

Ending all this wasted time
Rain, rain
And all your useless words
Rain, rain
Look to the stars at night
Rain
When you are lost in oz

Dont want to be called a sect minority
We wont break or fade away
Were not a category in your ecological file
Not looking face down at you, your radio shutdown says

Your radio, says no, says no
Your radio, says hurt you