Letra da Música: Radio - C. Duck Anderson & Nate Richert

Turn that tone control
To your panasonic automatic
Frequency radio
Watch it warm up slow
And let the music that it makes
Go and satisfy your soul

Once the children gathered 'round
'Cause "Charlie McCarthy" was on
He'd tell a few jokes and he'd
Sing a couple of songs
Don't you love the banter
Between him and Edgar
When you're made out of wood
It's hard to go wrong

And I acuired it from
A man with a pawnshop sign
He said I'll give it to you for 20 bucks
I'm not sure if it works, my son
But I wish you luck

It's old owner made love
For the first time, you know
Rollin' on the floor listening
To Fats Domino
Howlin' Wolf and T-Bone Walker
Used to get air play
But they had to move aside for
Corporate songs that pay
So it just sat there collecting dust
Lucky that it didn't up and rust
And I gave it a happy home
'Cause in the window there
It looked so sad and alone

And now it smiles inside
When the tubes warm up
And they cast an orange glow
And I almost cried
When it sang it's old sad song
So soft and low