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HOT CHIP lyrics : "Transmission"

Radio
Live transmission.
Radio

Live transmission.

Listen

To the silence
Let it ring on.
Eyes

Dark grey lenses
Frightened
Of the sun.

We would have
A fine time
Living

In the night,
Left to blind
Destruction,

Waiting
For our sight.


And we would go on
As though nothing
Was wrong.

And hide
From these days
We remained

All alone.
Staying
In the same place

Just staying
Out the time.
Touching

From a distance,
Further
All the time


Dance, dance, dance
Dance

Dance to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance
Dance

Dance to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance
Dance

Dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance
Dance

Dance, to the radio.

Well

I could call out
When the going
Gets tough.

The things
That we've learnt
Are

No longer enough.
No language
Just sound

That's all
We need know
To synchronise

Love to the beat
Of the show.


And we could dance.

Dance, dance, dance

Dance
Dance to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance

Dance
Dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance

Dance
Dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance
Dance
Dance, to the radio

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