Back when I can barely remember
I was tuning in every night
Your mother wouldn't like it was happening
Mixing up a soup so right, it was alright
Next day there was, I believing
That I could ride the airwaves too
Heaven knows what I was thinking
Didn't matter what I tried to do
So tell me what I wanna know
What did I do to make it so?
'Cause I know you never gonna play this on the radio
Record company got me a plugger
A charming man in every way
So I paid him lots of money to tell me
It's been a tough week, but what can I say
Were you killed by video?
'Cause I can't get you on the phone
So I know you're never gonna get this on the radio
People come to watch the show
'Cause my aim is straight and true
Twenty years I've made a living at this
No thanks to you and the TV too! Fuck you
I know I never went to art school
I was never in the NME
I got no chance of sleeping with Kate Moss
What the hell is wrong with me?
Who did I forget to blow?
Should I go on a reality show?
Maybe then you'd vote for me
'Cause I can't get on the BBC
The playlist was my grail of gold
I tried and failed to sell my soul
So I know you're never gonna hear this playing on the radio
Ain't gonna hear it, no
Ain't gonna hear it playing on the radio
Playing on the radio...
Toegevoegd door keeskees op zo 01 apr, 2012 4:54 am