Radiohead - Binx

I’ve never been the kind to jazz around

To have the honey sucked from my artistic vows

(I've got a Radio… Oyanxola)

Went to school to learn how to write and now my pen holds me at gun point 'till

midnight

(Turn up my radio. Radiohead)

(Pre chorus)

Timeless stories buried inside of me

Always gardening for that rare form of poetry

I’ve got a radio, heart pumping disco

I’ve got a Radiohead

I’ve got a radio, opera pop show, got you turning cherry red

I’m a Radiohead

2nd verse

Love or hate the vomits of this sound

If we weren’t sugar and spice

Would not ask life for another round

(I've got a radio. Only know my)

Melodrama life of dress up and face paint

And hallways dripping with musac and hairspray

(Give me radio. Radiohead)

Pre chorus

Got no cash in my pocket to spend

But I know God will play my song in heaven…

I’ve got a radio, heart pumping disco

I’ve got a Radiohead

I’ve got a radio, opera pop show, got you turning cherry red

I’m a Radiohead

I’ve got a radio

Tongue dancing techno

I’ve got a Radiohead

I’ve got a radio, I’m pulsing electro, keeping the neighbours from bed.

I’m a Radiohead

Bridge

You can pour me like a pot of tea

Speckled portal above my left knee

It’s magical, impractical

Fanciful fingers, fanatical

'A Virgin to the man, but a slut to the music'

I’ve got a radio, heart pumping disco

I’ve got a Radiohead

I’ve got a radio, opera pop show, got you turning cherry red

I’m a Radiohead

I’ve got a radio

Tongue dancing techno

I’ve got a Radiohead

I’ve got a radio, I’m pulsing electro, keeping the neighbours from bed.

I’ve got a radio, radio Radiohead

Never go, never going to bed

Radio radio radio head

Never go, never going to bed

Never go never going to bed cause I’m a radio radio radio head