Hit the switch and receive the signal was always good to make us smile
But now a days you listen and there's emptiness across the dial
Superstars and scheiße Popstars repeated from the dusk till dawn
Every hour and every station what the hell is going on

They play the same thing every goddamned day
We hear the same thing every goddamned day
We ought to throw our radios away or kill ourselves

Now they complain the Internet destroys the music industry
The RIAA is suing 12 year olds for record piracy
Sales are down and folks aren't listening
Schade I might start to cry
I can be fixed the answer is make something that we want to buy.