Radio (Live)

[Verse 1]
Give me a new single, make me a new baby
Gonna eat all the candy while you straddle and lay me
Gonna know all the words before you come on top
And I sing them back at you while you try to nap
While the world riots on, we're so happy to be listening to our radio
Our savior, oh
While the world melts on down we're so happy to be listening to our radio
Now break it on down slow

[Chorus]
Slave to the radio, slave to the radio
Slave to the radio, three-point-three-oh
Slave to the radio, slave to the radio
Slave to the radio, three-point-three, yeah

[Verse 2]
Don't you look good sucking American dick?
You're so surprised they like you, you're so cute and so quick
Singing, "I've got the moves of a TV queen", folk girl hero in a magazine
Faking the truth in a new pop song, don't you wanna sing along?

[Chorus]
Slave to the radio, slave to the radio
Slave to the radio, three-point-three-oh
Slave to the radio, slave to the radio
Slave to the radio, three-point-three-oh

[Bridge]
Highway blues and gasoline fumes
It's all I seem to make while I'm playing my tunes
I know the rules
I asked for it, too
But I just keep on yelling, keep on running, never stopping
Do you got the moves?
To make it stick, yeah
To get the clicks, yeah
Technicolor your every move
Can you keep 'em coming?
Like a machine, yeah
Be your blue jean, yeah
What can we do to get you on the news?

[Chorus]
Slave to the radio, slave to the radio
Slave to the radio, three-point-three-oh
Slave to the radio, slave to the radio
Slave to the radio, three-point-three-oh

[Outro]
Slave to the radio, wait 'til they forget you, though
Slave to the radio (Slave to the radio), three-point-three-oh
Slave to the radio (Slave to the radio), slave to the radio (Slave to the radio)
Slave to the radio (Slave to the radio, yeah), three-point-three-oh
Hey, uh, uh-huh, oh yeah, hah-hah
Uh-huh, hey-hey, yeah
Hi-ee, hey-hey, hi-ee
Hi-ee, yeah, yeah