Song | Why Modern Radio Is A-OK |
Artist | Roman Candle |
Album | Oh Tall Tree in the Ear |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Roman Candle | |
I was down at my favorite watering hole | |
with a buddy of mine that was out on parole | |
and we were flipping through the jukebox, | |
talking how we’d been and how we are. | |
He’d got a library card and he’d pierced his tongue | |
and a buddy in prison had turned him onto Neil Young | |
and he thought that it’d be best to play some for the entire bar. | |
Now he didn’t know, but while he was in jail, | |
I’d had my heart broken by a woman to wondrous to tell | |
and we‘d fallen in love to half the songs that jukebox played. | |
So when he flattened his dollar on the side of the machine | |
and I saw “Comes a Time” come on the karaoke screen | |
I’d realized there was a couple things I had forgot to say: | |
Don’t play Neil Young | |
Don’t play Van Morrison | |
Just let some high school emo band start versing and chorusing | |
Because there’s no way it will break my heart as far as I can see | |
and that’s why modern radio is A OK with me. | |
He said a pop song used to be a powerful thing, | |
you could turn on the a.m. and John Lennon would sing | |
or Frank Sinatra would be talking to all of the girls. | |
And you could think like a hawk or think like a dove | |
or think of a winter afternoon when you fell in love | |
and ten songs on a record sounded like a string of pearls. | |
Now my buddy rattled on till an hour'd gone by | |
and I thought to spit a mouthful of beam in his eye, | |
maybe leave him for dead, but a friend is a friend to stay. | |
So I listened to him talk about Johnny and June | |
And how "I don't know where I stand" is a true love tune | |
I bought another round just in time to hear him say: | |
They don’t play Sam Cooke | |
They don’t play Merle Watson | |
They just trade some Cadillac Fleetwood Brougham for a broke-down Datsun. | |
And there’s no way it'll break my heart as far as I can see – | |
And that’s why modern radio is a sack of monkeys to me. | |
He said it makes me so mad I want to get up and shout it | |
and I smiled and said I hadn’t thought that much about it | |
We walked out the street and parted ways. | |
I might‘ve gone to a movie, but my money was spent | |
so I went on home, and Lord knows where he went | |
but I wrote myself a letter to all modern dj’s: | |
Don’t play Bob Dylan | |
Don’t play "Loose Ends" | |
Don’t play anybody that’s ever read Sir Patrick Spens | |
Because there’s no way it'll break my heart as far as I can see – | |
And that’s why modern radio is a-ok with me. |
zuo qu : Roman Candle | |
I was down at my favorite watering hole | |
with a buddy of mine that was out on parole | |
and we were flipping through the jukebox, | |
talking how we' d been and how we are. | |
He' d got a library card and he' d pierced his tongue | |
and a buddy in prison had turned him onto Neil Young | |
and he thought that it' d be best to play some for the entire bar. | |
Now he didn' t know, but while he was in jail, | |
I' d had my heart broken by a woman to wondrous to tell | |
and we' d fallen in love to half the songs that jukebox played. | |
So when he flattened his dollar on the side of the machine | |
and I saw " Comes a Time" come on the karaoke screen | |
I' d realized there was a couple things I had forgot to say: | |
Don' t play Neil Young | |
Don' t play Van Morrison | |
Just let some high school emo band start versing and chorusing | |
Because there' s no way it will break my heart as far as I can see | |
and that' s why modern radio is A OK with me. | |
He said a pop song used to be a powerful thing, | |
you could turn on the a. m. and John Lennon would sing | |
or Frank Sinatra would be talking to all of the girls. | |
And you could think like a hawk or think like a dove | |
or think of a winter afternoon when you fell in love | |
and ten songs on a record sounded like a string of pearls. | |
Now my buddy rattled on till an hour' d gone by | |
and I thought to spit a mouthful of beam in his eye, | |
maybe leave him for dead, but a friend is a friend to stay. | |
So I listened to him talk about Johnny and June | |
And how " I don' t know where I stand" is a true love tune | |
I bought another round just in time to hear him say: | |
They don' t play Sam Cooke | |
They don' t play Merle Watson | |
They just trade some Cadillac Fleetwood Brougham for a brokedown Datsun. | |
And there' s no way it' ll break my heart as far as I can see | |
And that' s why modern radio is a sack of monkeys to me. | |
He said it makes me so mad I want to get up and shout it | |
and I smiled and said I hadn' t thought that much about it | |
We walked out the street and parted ways. | |
I might' ve gone to a movie, but my money was spent | |
so I went on home, and Lord knows where he went | |
but I wrote myself a letter to all modern dj' s: | |
Don' t play Bob Dylan | |
Don' t play " Loose Ends" | |
Don' t play anybody that' s ever read Sir Patrick Spens | |
Because there' s no way it' ll break my heart as far as I can see | |
And that' s why modern radio is aok with me. |
zuò qǔ : Roman Candle | |
I was down at my favorite watering hole | |
with a buddy of mine that was out on parole | |
and we were flipping through the jukebox, | |
talking how we' d been and how we are. | |
He' d got a library card and he' d pierced his tongue | |
and a buddy in prison had turned him onto Neil Young | |
and he thought that it' d be best to play some for the entire bar. | |
Now he didn' t know, but while he was in jail, | |
I' d had my heart broken by a woman to wondrous to tell | |
and we' d fallen in love to half the songs that jukebox played. | |
So when he flattened his dollar on the side of the machine | |
and I saw " Comes a Time" come on the karaoke screen | |
I' d realized there was a couple things I had forgot to say: | |
Don' t play Neil Young | |
Don' t play Van Morrison | |
Just let some high school emo band start versing and chorusing | |
Because there' s no way it will break my heart as far as I can see | |
and that' s why modern radio is A OK with me. | |
He said a pop song used to be a powerful thing, | |
you could turn on the a. m. and John Lennon would sing | |
or Frank Sinatra would be talking to all of the girls. | |
And you could think like a hawk or think like a dove | |
or think of a winter afternoon when you fell in love | |
and ten songs on a record sounded like a string of pearls. | |
Now my buddy rattled on till an hour' d gone by | |
and I thought to spit a mouthful of beam in his eye, | |
maybe leave him for dead, but a friend is a friend to stay. | |
So I listened to him talk about Johnny and June | |
And how " I don' t know where I stand" is a true love tune | |
I bought another round just in time to hear him say: | |
They don' t play Sam Cooke | |
They don' t play Merle Watson | |
They just trade some Cadillac Fleetwood Brougham for a brokedown Datsun. | |
And there' s no way it' ll break my heart as far as I can see | |
And that' s why modern radio is a sack of monkeys to me. | |
He said it makes me so mad I want to get up and shout it | |
and I smiled and said I hadn' t thought that much about it | |
We walked out the street and parted ways. | |
I might' ve gone to a movie, but my money was spent | |
so I went on home, and Lord knows where he went | |
but I wrote myself a letter to all modern dj' s: | |
Don' t play Bob Dylan | |
Don' t play " Loose Ends" | |
Don' t play anybody that' s ever read Sir Patrick Spens | |
Because there' s no way it' ll break my heart as far as I can see | |
And that' s why modern radio is aok with me. |