My Radio Song

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I heard the voice of money
I heard the cries of innocence
I felt the devil tapping
He was tugging on my sleeve
I read the proposition
I saw the posted interest
I learned a new position
Thought I'd never have to leave

I heard the sound of dollars
I heard the sighs of decadence
I felt the angels singing
They were singing right on key
I read the words of strangers
They brought in their arrangers
And made a couple changes
In the name of strategy

The skies are always grey here
And mood's a state of mind
And content's in the way here
The blind preach to the blind
It's all a fashion play here
And genius doesn't pay
Emotion's on display here
And love, love just fades away

I heard the stockpile growing
I heard the prayers of providence
I felt the agents calling
They were offering it all
And these proselytizing pundits
With their musical redundance
Brought me fortunes in abundance
Wall to wall, wall to wall

The future's never bright here
Depression sells like gold
And everything's so trite here
It leaves a body cold
The politics lean right here
They're always in control
The music sounds so white here
And love, love has got no soul

If this is what sells then we'll sell it
If this is what works then what's wrong
The money's so strong you can smell it
Don't be disturbed
If you can't hear the words
'Cause the words aren't really that strong
It all sounds the same so you'll buy it
What's different just doesn't belong
We're all on a cultural diet
Here in the radio
This is my radio
Here in my radio song

I heard accounts accruing
I heard the dogs of diligence
I felt the devil laughing
He was moving up the charts
They were pleased with their creation
Cured the cold but killed the patient
And I tried change the station
But I didn't have the smarts

The jeans are always torn here
And books are all highbrow
The attitudes are worn here
Like leather on a cow
The eyes are full of scorn here
And eager to explain
There's nothing you can mourn here
And love, love is always pain

If this is what plays then I'll play it
If this is what they understand
Just tell me the price and I'll pay it
I'm not to blame
If the sound is the same
'Cause that's just what the people demand
The formula works so we spread it
And everyone's singing along
There's nobody left to discredit
Here in the radio
This is my radio
Here in my radio song

I've seen the new executive
He's got the numbers in his head
And if he acts insensitive
He could be somewhere else instead
He's not the least competitive
Or even argumentative
And if it sounds derivative
He's got the cash to raise the dead

If this is what sells then they'll get it
If this is what works then I'll try
There's plenty of instinct to edit
Why change a thing
When it's easy to sing
And you know that the masses will buy
They've heard it before so they love it
The current is rapid and strong
There's nobody rising above it
Here in the radio
This is my radio
Here in my radio song