Blacks/Radio Songtext
von The Psychedelic Furs

Sick of the sex and the sound of the cars
And saying the words in elleptical barb
Dancing can be such attraction when everbody is doing the fraction
When I went for a job I had to trade in my hair
And think of ideas in a larker knoll chair
If it wasn′t for the blacks in the south my fathers refrigerator factory would close down
Denise is such a dream, let her, in the crutch of her knee, ler her, on the couch of Police, let her.
I feel just like money, I feel just like money inside and the women turn blue at around 45
The stupid and the stupid and the infantile, listen to records with the A-bomb hairstyle,
RADIO, you were at the Relais in a shirt and tie
you cut your hair with a scissor at the Hotel Relais jealous trees call you Denise even the trees seem to whisper Denis.
I'll love you till the world stops spinning. I′ll love you till the world stops slimming.
Doing the radio.
People go to parties in a shirt and tie. The stupid and the stupid and the meaningless drivel.
The stupid and the people and the meaningless lyric. Happens to people when they do the hands and knees. Jealous trees call you Deni - even the trees seem to whisper Deni
I'll love till the world stops spinning
I'll love till the world stops slimming
Get a car and do the twist
Paint it blue and do the dog
Twist