The Avalanches - Radio Lyrics
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What Are The Lyrics For Radio By The Avalanches?
Johnny, Johnny! Open up
Johnny, it's Frank! Open up Look you've been in there for three weeks Now come on, open up Johnny, Johnny! Out of my way, I'm watching television Are you crazy? That's the test pattern I like it! Well, there are two things to be done First of all, we put him in the hospital And withdraw all television, I see And then, we give him this... Radio Radio, radio, radio, radio, radio, radio Sending those signals, sending those signals, sending those signals, those digital signals Sending those signals, sending those signals, sending those signals, those digital signals Sending those signals, sending those signals, sending those signals, those digital signals Sending those signals, sending those signals, sending those signals, those digital signals Two times you do, understand, Is it as good, understand Two times you do, understand, Is it as good, understand Two times you do, understand, Is it as good, understand Two times you do, understand, Is it as good, understand Sending those signals, sending those signals, sending those signals, those digital signals Sending those signals, sending those signals, sending those signals, those digital signals Sending those signals, sending those signals, sending those signals, those digital signals Sending those signals, sending those signals, sending those signals, those digital signals Oh, can't you hear it? Can't you hear it? |
Who Wrote Radio By The Avalanches?
Claude B. Ii Cave, Darren Seltmann, Robert Chater
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