Ev'ry time I get turned on I die a little, Knowing that while I'm turned on I'll lie a little. Why's Bush's FCC, Which should be in the know, Let them do this to me, Commercial radio? What you hear put on the air should care about you. There should be a voice somewhere out there that is about you. There's no sound finer, But how strange the change Could come first from China By that time I well could die, Unless Clear Channel goes bye-bye.
Music & Original Lyric by Cole Porter |