Shot across the sky, as a gleaming white contraption Clearly very new These funny looking creatures Lulling in my backyard Who were here from out of a hatch They waved
you are out there on the road For several weeks of shows And when you scan the radio I hope this song will guide you home They will see us waving from
to this borrowed radio You pick a place that's where I'll be Time like your cheek has turned for me Someday the waves will stop Every aching old machine
out there on the road For several weeks of shows And when you scan the radio I hope this song will guide you home They will see us waving from
are out there on the road For several weeks of shows And when you scan the radio I hope this song will guide you home They will see us waving from
What up man? I'm in the club going strong with it Champagne, we in the back Mixing strong with it And if you stunting and Serious about your paper Wave
Stop what you're doing get into this groove Can't you see the signs? Carried away on a wave of devotion With music pumping The lights sre shining so bright
or so ago I saw him run into the night And on his face, more than a trace Of wild fear in the eye He was haunted by a tragic dream Of people in death machines
and things And put them in the new washing machine Washing machine Washing machine I watched them go ?round and ?round My blouse wrapping itself in your trousers Oh the waves
you forget about the fact that you have to keep breathing when your logic fails and you find it cold sometimes you want to sink inside and you face the machine
crowded waves. The speaker talks of the beautiful saves That went down long before he played this role For the hotel queens and the magazines, Test tube genes and slot machines
waves have life Radio waves have life Machines are living too Working for me and you Radio waves have life Radio waves have life Machines are
From the transmitter, to the receiver. Across the ether, out of your speaker. Chorus: Radio waves have life! radio waves have life! Machines are living
on the mind Earth becomes a farm Farmer takes a wife Wife becomes a river and the giver of life Man becomes machine Oil runs down his face Machine becomes
and spin Twirl and twist, And cocoon. Motionless In comfy clothes, We dreamed; Punched the cash machine, Hang the expenses; Dame fortune was watching, Waving
hot wit you Know the body bangin', got you singin' No shouts from the neighbors, telephone ringin' Put me in positions thought I'd never do proper Created a machine
I wanna get hot with U [4x] Know the body banging, got U singing No shouts from the neighbours, telephone ringing Put me in positions thought I'd never do proper Created a machine
no fear of judgment when it?s time to fight. We shout so loud so That everyone can hear it. Coming on hard like a head-on collision. Machine like something