Radio with No Sound - The White Buffalo

Come on, mama

Take off these chains

Why don’t you set me up front

Where the other’s arranged?

How come you never take me to town

Dress me on up, parade me around?

Playing make believe, but no one’s around

A radio with no sound

Got it all figured out by the age of thirteen

Video games, and porn magazines

Keep to myself, silent as the snow

Slam the door to my room, I don’t care anymore

Playing make believe, but no one’s around

Radio with no sound

Life ain’t nothing like a railroad track

It’ll lead you there, it don’t lead you back

Sit 'round, drink 'til my dying day

And let the death of damnation take me away

Playing make believe, but no one’s around

Radio with no sound

Still playing make believe, but no one’s around

Radio with no sound