THE SMASHING PUMPKINS - Transmission [JOY DIVISION cover, Live Rehearsal, Chicago, IL./1998] | Текст песни

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Radio, live transmission
Radio, live transmission

Listen to the silence, let it ring on
Eyes, dark gray lenses frightened of the sun
We would have a fine time living in the night
Left to blind destruction, waiting for our sight
Sight

We would go on as though nothin' was wrong
Hide from these days we remained all alone
Stayin' in the same place, just stayin' out the time
Touchin' 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 synchronize
Love to the beat of the show

We could dance

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


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