My radio talks to me
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Detroit, 1939
Berlin, 1939
The family sits around the radio, Sunday evening
Like all the other families
And they wait
'Cause Father has a message for us tonight
And we can't miss it
My hiding place is twelve by nine
Naugahyde and knotty pine
I hurry home at quitting time
So I won't miss him
Father's on the air tonight
The message will be shared tonight
Draw the curtain, dim the light
Sit back and listen
'Cause he wants what I want
I want what you want
We want whatever he tells us is best for us
Yes, I believe it now
He wants what I want
I want what you want
We want whatever he tells us is best for us
Yes, I believe it now
My radio talks to me
My radio talks
My radio talks
My radio talks to me
My radio talks to me
My radio talks to me
Yes, I believe it now
And he says we must be diligent
With open eyes and vigilant
And recognize the strangers sent among us (Among us)
Blasphemy and heresy
Wheels within conspiracies
And things that we can't see that he sees for us (That he sees for us)
'Cause he wants what I want
I want what you want
We want whatever he tells us is best for us, best for us
He wants what I want
And I want what you want
We want whatever he tells us is best for us
Yes, I believe it now
My radio talks to me
He wants what I want
And I want what you want
And we want whatever he tells us is best for us
Visors will set me free
And you know
They can make you do things you don't wanna do
Say things you don't wanna say
Even believe things you don't really believe
That hasn't changed
Visors will set me free
So be careful who you put your faith in
And keep listening to the radio
Visors will set me free
My radio talks
My radio talks
My radio talks to me
My radio talks to me
My radio talks (My radio talks)
My radio talks (My radio talks)
My radio talks (My radio talks to me)
My radio talks to me