Filled a plastic bag with stuff I need in a big dumb car I'm off my knees 
 Fill it up and start over again. 
 Ooh it's the rumble and moan, transistor AM cassette drone 
 It's the sound without a home address and hydromatic hopelessness 
 Fill it up and start over again. 
 Yeah fill it up and start over again and again. 
 All night! R. A. D. I. O. 
 Hit me hard and hit me low. 
 Static engine blow the scene a rumble in the old machine. 
 R. A. D. I . O. 
 Ah hit me just like Lionel Rose. 
 R. A. D. I . O. 
 I heard stomach and soul, a rumble underneath my toes. 
 And it didn't come with a clear face, designer punk or daily rate. 
 Fill it up and start over again. 
 Yeah fill it up and start over again and again. 
 All night! R. A. D. I. O. 
 Hit me hard and hit me low. 
 Static engine blow the scene a rumble in the old machine. 
 R. A. D. I . O. 
 Ah hit me just like Lionel Rose. 
 R. A. D. I. O. 
 A rumble in the old machine. 
 R. A. D. I. O. 
 A rumble in the old machine. 
 R. A. D. I. O. 
 A rumble in the old machine. 
 R. A. D. I. O. 
 A rumble in the old machine. 
 Ronnie James D. I. O. 
 Fell down like Bocephus under all the noise and grease 
 Automatic mono style R. I. P. it up monkee style