To the underground committee
That's where they'll decide if you'll be praised or you'll be
Tied up on the bathroom floor
As you scream for more
All the souls are dying while some idiots are trying
To convince you that they're cooler but they still don't know
They're about to lose control
And they'll be saying now
Calling radio Tokyo
The lines are down, you're good to go
This is real, can't you feel
Calling radio Tokyo
The kids are feeling way too low
They're on their knees
Won't somebody please just bring them home
Get out of the black car
On the sidewalk of the big stars
Of the now and then,
Kinda feels a little late
Someone had a bad day,
So they sell your soul on ebay
With an 8x10, autographed in pen
All the souls are dying while some idiots are trying
To convince you that they're cooler but they still don't know
They're about to lose control
And they'll be saying now
Calling radio Tokyo
The lines are down, you're good to go
This is real, can't you feel
Calling radio Tokyo
The kids are feeling way too low
They're on their knees
Won't somebody please just bring them home
Seven hours later
They stopped the elevator to the 2nd floor
And there was no more
Calling radio Tokyo
The lines are down, you're good to go
This is real, can't you feel
Calling radio Tokyo
The kids are feeling way too low
They're on their knees
Won't somebody please just bring them home
Calling radio Tokyo
The kids are feeling way too low
They're on their knees
Won't somebody please just bring them home
Seven hours later, she takes the elevator to the 2nd floor To the underground committee That's where they'll decide if you'll be praised or you'll be Tied up on the bathroom floor As you scream for more All the souls are dying while some idiots are trying To convince you that they're cooler but they still don't know They're about to lose control And they'll be saying now Calling radio Tokyo The lines are down, you're good to go This is real, can't you feel Calling radio Tokyo The kids are feeling way too low They're on their knees Won't somebody please just bring them home Get out of the black car On the sidewalk of the big stars Of the now and then, Kinda feels a little late Someone had a bad day, So they sell your soul on ebay With an 8x10, autographed in pen All the souls are dying while some idiots are trying To convince you that they're cooler but they still don't know They're about to lose control And they'll be saying now Calling radio Tokyo The lines are down, you're good to go This is real, can't you feel Calling radio Tokyo The kids are feeling way too low They're on their knees Won't somebody please just bring them home Seven hours later They stopped the elevator to the 2nd floor And there was no more Calling radio Tokyo The lines are down, you're good to go This is real, can't you feel Calling radio Tokyo The kids are feeling way too low They're on their knees Won't somebody please just bring them home Calling radio Tokyo The kids are feeling way too low They're on their knees Won't somebody please just bring them home Explain Request ×
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