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Janelle Monáe

"Runaway Radio"

Verse 1:

I gave the girl a gat
We were down in Calcutta
We were ready to rock
And the bodies to drop
There go the children
Dancing in the streets…
They got the knives of the future
All in their teeth…

Chorus:

All the highs you think you know
Runaway Radio
Mumbo jumbo soul
Runaway Radio
The freedom motherlode
Runaway Radio
Style on a dial then roll
Runaway Radio

Refrain:

It’s so lonely at the top
The sky is all around now…
Am I a freak cuz I get weak
The streets don’t love my beat now…
If I jump, can I go fly
Or will I crash and die now…
Am I free if I can’t speak
And be what I can be now…

Verse 2:

“ooh it’s time,”
The girl said to me
“I’m sick of bread! I want wine—
And techno-luxuries!”
Now another culture’s
Come and gone
They got a McDonald’s
But no native songs…

Chorus:

All the highs you think you know
Runaway Radio
Mumbo jumbo soul
Runaway Radio
The freedom motherlode
Runaway Radio
And all your culture’s portable
On Runaway Radio…

Lyrics by Chuck Lightning

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