Goldfinger

Its 9 o'clock she's late for work
She hates her job, her boss is a jerk
Her boyfriend never lets her play
She thinks she's wasting life away
At 5 o'clock she gets in her car
Shes driving fast but never goes far
Parked on the freeway, slips in a rage
Time to ride the airwaves
Long live my radio it never lets me down,
Long live my radio give me sound!
Nothin' to do nothin' to say
Just try to find another way
To a different world some other plane
Where i can be myself without going insane
This little place that we call life
It's more to it than just pain and strife
Gotta find that somewhere in your brain
Gotta ride the airwaves
Long live my radio it never lets me down,