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elephantelephone - on the radio lyrics

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[verse 1]
when your picture-frame fell off the wall
the shattered gl-ss was sharp and cut
a hole in my arm
just below the elbow

and the blood ran down my wrist
and wrapped my fingers
in a sticky scarlet mess
then dripped down to
your shattered picture-frame

and stained your smiling face
staring back at me with poise and grace
and complacency
you never meant to rip the apple from the tree

and when the mush inside our brains
drips out and stains the pavement
we will scrub and scrub
until no trace of what we thought or felt remains

to change the world or
to taint the game
the rules will stay the same

the pavement will stay clean
and folks will be content
to let bad music

[pre-chorus]
play on the radio
everybody sing (whoa-oa)
i think it’s time to take the shit out of the show
on the radio
everybody sing (whoa whoa whoa-oa whoa whoa)

[chorus]
well i believe
that there is love in the world
but it can be a real cold place
especially in the winter

but if everybody frowned
then there would be nobody left
to press their lips against mine
and i’d be frowning with them

[verse 2]
when the words inside my mind
are inked on paper
i lose track of just what i set out to say
and something else takes over

guides my ballpoint pen
from line to line
and i’ve slept inside the dens of lions
and the sounds they make
while sleeping on my dreams

and fill my mind
with a terrifying mess of other things
of less important things like
ripping apples out of trees
and broken picture frames
and what they all could mean

[chorus]
well i believe
that there is love in the world
but it can be a real cold place
especially in the winter

but if everybody frowned
then there would be nobody left
to press their lips against mine
and i’d be frowning with them

- elephantelephone lyrics

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