Chinese Radio(London Boys)

Chinese Radio

London Boys

It was back in '69

Like a nightmare cryin'

In a hotel bed on the coast

Happy Shanghai girls

Like a pretty string of pearls

And a snow storm up in my nose

I was on my way to heaven

With a funky red 11

And a switchblade job on the side

Hear the music playin'

And my heartbeat prayin'

To the airwaves out in the night

Ouuh radio! I love my radio, my Chinese radio!

Ouuh!

Chorus:

Oh, I could write a million stories

Tales of love and hate and pain

And my fears would truly frighten

Any ordinary man

Is there someone out there laughing

Walking in the pouring rain?

Lord, I'm sure I know the answers

But it's too hard to explain

Now my head is burning

And I feel it turning

In an igloo up on the moon

Saying: Lord, have mercy

On a guy from Jersey

And it falls back into my room

Just a stranded tourist

And I wouldn't touch the purest

If I ever get out here alive

While the FM-switches

And the green light-digits

Keep in touch with the world outside

Ouuh radio! I love my radio, my Chinese radio!

Ouuh!

Chorus

Just a river on the run, now

I'm flyin' and I won't touch down

Got nowhere left to run

I get on my knees and pray