Robbie Williams - Radio

Ouch He's chosen my attic I feel it in the static He lives in my basement And I can hardly face it My performance is easy I am the god of romance And in my confusion I have the right to reign He's stolen my Oscars He trades on my jokes He makes all my engines go oh oh oh He puts an "e" in the arsenal A comb in my 'fro Devine retribution And away we will go Something's happening, I can feel it Moving out of time you'll hear it Falling in the way you fear it Jumping, thumping, shout out something Jumping, thumping, shout out something Listen to the radio And you will hear the songs you know Make it effervescent here And you might have a job, my dear My dear I'm searching for something Beyond my understanding Looking for meaning When nothing is demanding There are no surprises Where nothing is expected If you offer nothing Then everyone accepts He's stolen my Oscars He trades on my jokes He makes all my engines go oh oh oh He puts an "e" in the arsenal A comb in my 'fro Devine retribution And away we will go Something's happening, I can feel it Moving out of time you'll hear it Falling in the way you fear it Jumping, thumping, shout out something Jumping, thumping, shout out something Listen to the radio And you will hear the songs you know Make it effervescent here And you might have a job, my dear My dear Ouch Ouch Ouch Radio Ouch Ouch ouch Ouch Radio Something's happening, I can feel it Moving out of time you'll hear it Falling in the way you fear it Jumping, thumping, shout out something Something's happening, I can feel it Moving out of time you'll hear it Falling in the way you fear it Jumping, thumping, shout out something Jumping, thumping, shout out something Listen to the Radio And you will hear the songs you know Make it effervescent here And you might have a job my dear Listen to the Radio Listen to the Radio Listen to the Radio