Radio (исполнитель: Vienna Teng)
Radio It came from nowhere On the 38 Geary girl with a backpack of shrapnel and wire Through spiderweb windows Of blood stained glass pagoda's shadow and a [bad word] sunny sky Oh the flash then the silence Shouldn't there be screaming praying crying Oh anything at all Tell me where are the sirens Fire's getting closer but I've got to stay calm It's just the radio darling, Just the radio and [bad word] imagination Just the radio darling We can turn away to another station Outside they're handing out Fate to the wounded Little tags in black red yellow, and green It's now my twenty-fith hour With a scalpel in hand If I stop moving I will sleep on my feet And [bad word] are seething Gunfire at freeway exits, bridges mid-barricades I can feel the fog creeping God where is the morphine, the sweet lidocaine It's just the radio Sing me a love song dear What good has the news ever done me [bad word] on it'll never happen here, oh no We are not some third world country This is not some third world country I'm sorry Mama I held on for as long as I could I'm sorry Papa There was nothing more I could do It's just the radio