The Stranglers
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Remember when you could hear the sound of your life on the radio
Tiny little speakers filled the room, and your head, and you let it go
Nobody ever plays the songs anymore
The ones that really hit your heart at the core
And I don't think that I can take it any more, retro rockets
Where's the melody, that means so much to me
Where's the identity, that's been eluding me
I know what I wanna hear, an I don't wanna lose it
Too much static in my ear from the people who cruise it
Remember how you could turn the day into gold
When you touched that dial
And someone that you'd never know
Raised the roof an it made you smile
Now I listen and it all sounds the same
Music by numbers and you're playing the game
And if you hear to much
It'll drive you insane, retro rockets
Am I the only one, that wants to hear a song
That I can still recall, with great lucidity
I know what I wanna hear, an I don't wanna lose it
Too much static in my ear from the people who cruise it
Where's the melody, that means so much to me
Where's the identity, that's been eluding me
I know what I wanna hear, an I don't wanna lose it
There's too much static in my ear from the people who cruise it
I know what I wanna hear, an I don't wanna lose it
There's too much static in my ear from the people who cruise it
Retro rockets
Retro rockets
Retro Rockets was written by Baz Warne & Dave Greenfield & Jean-Jacques Burnel & Jet Black (Stranglers drummer).