Reverend and The Makers
The Devil’s Radio
Why
Oh why, why, oh why do rumours rankle round
A moment alone, spent far from a maddening crowd
A girl with a secret imparts to a friend out loud
The contents of a letter, another lover's written down
Once gossip starts it shall receive no end
Tell me tell me
Why, why, oh why do rumours rankle round
Armed with a secret Jennifer couldn't keep quiet
And blabbed to her boyfriend, who told all his mates that night
Dispense with the intrigue now. Somebody should let 'em know
Gossip is the devil's radio
Oh why, why, oh why do rumours rankle round
Oh why, why, oh why do rumours rankle round
Weird looks in the local, just serves to show
Gossip is the devil's radio
In the supermarket, at the school where your kids go
Gossip is the devil's radio
Oh why, why, oh why do rumours rankle round
Oh why, why, oh why do rumours rankle round