Hot Chip
Hot Chip - Transmission lyrics
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Radio Live transmission. Radio Live transmission. Listen To the silence Let it ring on. Eyes Dark grey lenses Frightened Of the sun. We would have A fine time Living In the night, Left to blind Destruction, Waiting For our sight. And we would go on As though nothing Was wrong. And hide From these days We remained All alone. Staying In the same place Just staying Out the time. Touching From a distance, Further All the time Dance, dance, dance Dance Dance to the radio. Dance, dance, dance Dance Dance to the radio. Dance, dance, dance Dance Dance, to the radio. Dance, dance, dance Dance Dance, to the radio. Well I could call out When the going Gets tough. The things That we've learnt Are No longer enough. No language Just sound That's all We need know To synchronise Love to the beat Of the show. And we could dance. Dance, dance, dance Dance Dance to the radio. Dance, dance, dance Dance Dance, to the radio. Dance, dance, dance Dance Dance, to the radio. Dance, dance, dance Dance Dance, to the radio