odds - radios of heaven كلمات أغنية

now i rush to the finger of light
i guess i tore my head off
i hope there’s something waiting for me
to make my exit payoff

taste and smell and touch
have faded from pollution
as a last resort
i chose the stupidest solution

the first thing i did when i got in the gate
was crank up the left-hand dial
i got there first
the track star seemed to take a while

now i can dance like nureyev
with these wings on my body
st. peter complains
that it’s too loud down in the lobby

and i hear the voice of god
he’s brilliant on the microphone
and the radio in heaven
can make a heathen feel at home

all these notes flying out
play havoc with my heart
every word sung
is both emotional and smart

there’s a gorgeous sunset
happening on the airwaves
i really want you to hear this song one day
so you behave

and i hear the voice of god
he’s brilliant on the microphone
and the radio in heaven
can make a heathen feel at home, at home

- odds

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