Текст песни Supergarage - Pop Pop Radio
Supergarage - Pop Pop Radio слова песни
2nd class, yeah Ive sold my soul,1 million ducats for my bleeding heartYeah, take me back, when I was poorAnd hungry for one morsel of your loveCarolina, did you think that wed be finerWell Im a slave to the pop pop radio,Relegated to the pop pop radioNow I blame it on the pop pop radioLet me goMmm sneak attack, they pushed, poked, pulledUntil my greatest hits my deal aint donePayolas back and Ive gone gold,Im the corporate whores fortunate sonPromises made before fortune and fameAre so good when they lastAint no good when they change.I write the words, I play the partTo know that in the futureWe get back to the startCause I got much grander plans,Baby gonna be high as the skyPatience my love all in good timeAs sure as the sun, brings on that dayWe will be all alone, miles and miles away.Yeah the people will talk and the papers will say