Transmission

Radio, live transmission

Radio, live transmissionListen to the silence

Let it ring on

Eyes, dark gray lenses

Frightened of the sunWe would have a fine time

Living in the night

Left to blind destruction

Waiting for our sightWe would go on

As though nothing was wrong

Hide from these days

We remained all aloneStaying in the same place

Saying out the time

Touching from a distance

Further all the timeDance, dance, dance, dance

Dance to the radio

Dance, dance, dance, dance

Dance to the radioDance, dance, dance, dance

Dance to the radio

Dance, dance, dance, dance

Dance to the radioRadio, radio, radio, radioDance, dance, dance, dance

Dance, dance, dance, dance

Dance, dance, dance, dance

Dance, dance, dance, danceDance, dance, dance, dance

Dance, dance, dance, dance

Dance, dance, dance, dance

Dance, dance, dance, danceDance, dance, dance, dance

Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance

Dance to the radio

Radio, live transmissionI'd call out

When the going gets tough

If things that we've learnt

Are no longer enoughNo language, just sound

That's all we need know

Synchronize love

To the beat of the showDance, dance, dance, dance

Dance to the radio

Dance, dance, dance, dance

Dance to the radioDance, dance, dance, dance

Dance to the radio

Dance, dance, dance, dance

Dance to the radio