On the Radio
Words and Music by John Wolfe Compton and Adam Bucciarelli
Everything will be alright, If I could just get a song On the radio
When I take you home tonight, You can hear my song On the radio
It’s got a catchy groove, that will put your feet, on the move
It’s a hit, just wait and see, you’re gonna see me soon, on your T.V.
World wide, I got the crazy fame, all the screaming girls, will know my name –
On the radio, on the radio, on the radio, on the –
I got one song, but they want two, Why won’t one do On the radio
I thought that, I had it made Now I can’t get played On the radio
Blowing through all my cash, they promised me, my fat stash would last
My hangers on have abandoned me, I’ve got no friends, no family
It’s a dream, it’s over now, if I could just get it all, back somehow –
On the radio, on the radio, on the radio, on the –
Then I wrote a song about, a sad dog in an alley Now I drive a lifted Denali –
On the radio, on the radio, on the radio, On the radio, on the radio, on the radio, on the –
