Radio, Radio

I'm a bit late to the dance on this issue, but it's an important one.

Go here and hit the "Call your Senators and Congressman" link.

And, of course, courtesy of EC...

Radio, Radio

I was tuning in the shine on the light night dial

doing anything my radio advised

with every one of those late night stations playing songs bringing tears to me eyes

I was seriously thinking about hiding the receiver when the switch broke 'cause it's old

They're saying things that I can hardly believe. They really think we're getting out of control.

Radio is a sound salvation

Radio is cleaning up the nation

They say you better listen to the voice of reason

But they don't give you any choice 'cause they think that it's treason. So you had better do as you are told.

You better listen to the radio.
I wanna bite the hand that feeds me.

I wanna bite that hand so badly.

I want to make them wish they'd never seen me.

Some of my friends sit around every evening and they worry about the times ahead

But everybody else is overwhelmed by indifference and the promise of an early bed

You either shut up or get cut up; they don't wanna hear about it.

It's only inches on the reel-to-reel.

And the radio is in the hands of such a lot of fools tryin' to anaesthetise the way that you feel.

Oh, and speaking of Elvis, I found this ad that was not only sung by Declan's dad, Ross, but is alleged to also have Elvis as the drummer on the tune.