Wo-oh, bunking off from class
I went and found a spot in the sun
Lying down up on the roof
The smoke of a cigarette, so blue
Always in my inside pocket
A transistor radio
Just as she was opening her textbook
A hot number came through the sky
Ahh, this feeling
I've never been able to say it well in words
From the Bay Area, from Liverpool
The numbers this antenna has picked up
Just as she was opening her textbook
A hot message came through the sky
In class I yawned so much
My mouth got bigger
I used to fall asleep so much
My eyes got smaller
Always in my inside pocket
A transistor radio
Just as she was opening her textbook
A hot number came through the sky
Ahh, this feeling
I've never been able to say it well in words
Ah, melodies you don't know
Ah, hit songs you haven't heard
Ah, melodies you don't know
Ah, hit songs you haven't heard
-----------------------
This is from the 1980 RC Succession album 'Please'
I went and found a spot in the sun
Lying down up on the roof
The smoke of a cigarette, so blue
Always in my inside pocket
A transistor radio
Just as she was opening her textbook
A hot number came through the sky
Ahh, this feeling
I've never been able to say it well in words
From the Bay Area, from Liverpool
The numbers this antenna has picked up
Just as she was opening her textbook
A hot message came through the sky
In class I yawned so much
My mouth got bigger
I used to fall asleep so much
My eyes got smaller
Always in my inside pocket
A transistor radio
Just as she was opening her textbook
A hot number came through the sky
Ahh, this feeling
I've never been able to say it well in words
Ah, melodies you don't know
Ah, hit songs you haven't heard
Ah, melodies you don't know
Ah, hit songs you haven't heard
-----------------------
This is from the 1980 RC Succession album 'Please'
No comments:
Post a Comment