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Backstory:

The idea for this song popped up during my daily commute home from work. I was tired of hearing the same Top 20 tunes on FM radio over and over, so I switched to AM. Unfortunately, no matter which station I turned to, all I got was talk shows. This particular version of the song was with a band called Fidget, which includes my sons Nick on rythmn guitar and Sean on bass. For a different version of the song, check the sample from the Mark Twain's Dog CD, "Dog Tales" at www.marktwainsdog.com.

Lyrics:

                                                  
Radio Talk

I was hoping to escape for a little while
So, I turned on the radio and spun the dial
I was hoping for some music, maybe rock and roll
Some classic oldies or some Motown® soul
Well, you can just imagine my frustration
As I kept on changing from station to station
Just radio talk, radio talk, radio talk, radio talk,
Radio…talk

It’s a soapbox on the air where you have your say
They’re not worried, ‘cause you’re on a seven-second delay
Religion, sex and politics, futures and stocks
You get the opportunity to hear yourself talk
No more music on the air, just talk show clones
Dialing one-eight-hundred-something on their cellular phones
Just radio talk, radio talk, radio talk, radio talk,
Radio…talk

They’ve got solutions for the country’s economic woes
And they’ll gladly tell the opposition where to go
It’s a production in the guise of the freedom of speech
To patronize all the listeners the network can reach
Millions and millions across the nation 
Will be tuning in again, same time, same station
Radio talk, radio talk, radio talk, radio talk,
Radio…talk
 

Copyright © 2005 by Gerry Monks