It's the cardio, hearing a radio Another stagnant show for this rodeo Absent radio 'Cause it's a dead end trend Uninspire your friends For the muted blend as it sinks into the descent Absent radio
'Cause all my hounded affairs Feels like I'm working a graveyard shift 'Cause all my hounded affairs Creep like vultures of the night Feeding on decay ♪ If I cardio, hearing a radio Another stagnant show for this rodeo Absent radio Why you gotta tune into this and play pretend? We're all just slaves in the lottery 'Cause all my hounded affairs Feels like I'm working a graveyard shift 'Cause all my hounded affairs Creep like vultures of the night Feeding on decay ♪ And I swear it by the man who works to waste And I saw it on your ageing widowed face And I swear it by the man who works to waste Works to waste I, I'll never bind my hand for you