We get our kicks watching people fall in line You fill a pig and make 'em sick Amazing what they're calling a simple way of life They're looking face down at you, your radio shutdown says Your radio, says no, says no Your radio, says hurt you Don't want your preaching, 'cause your government has failed Those hypocrites, they make me sick One will lead another and the rest will march in time Your radio shutdown hurts you, our generation says fuck you Your radio, says no, says no Your radio, says hurt you Ending all this wasted time Rain, rain And all your useless words Rain, rain Look to the stars at night Rain When you are lost in oz Don't want to be called a sect minority We won't break or fade away We're not a category in your ecological file Not looking face down at you, your radio shutdown says Your radio, says no, says no Your radio, says hurt you