Turn up the radio I wish to find a bit of soul Among the ocean of all that callousness Where is the heart in these tunes? The melodies have no use They flood our ears, Not tending wounds And leave without any news So give us back all these songs We thought that could change the world Once they would all have been heard Nothing could stay the same with a big bad heart full of memories And the soundtrack to all fatality The best we wanted was the end that started To sing songs of irrelevance Till we dance on the graves of society No more wretched voices This is the swan song Some notes make your heart sing Far more than anything They are so rare in these days Quantity is everything This is not what we deserve Bring back the treasures and pearls Kick out the junk and revive The sound of a better life so let's talk about the old times, The better times Where have they gone, What happened to the radio? Is it dead, is it gone And most of all Why should we care? The question is Should we stop dancing?