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On the Air

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  • Built in the belly of junk by the river my cabin stands
    Made from the trash
    I dug out 'the heap, with my own fair hands
    Every night,
    I'm back at the shack and
    I'm sure no one is there
    I'm putting the aerial up, so
    I can go out on the air
    On the air
    On the air
    On the air
    Every morning
    I'm out at dawn with the dwarfs and the tramp
    For a silent communion lit from above by the sodium lamps
    Everyone I meet on the street acts as if
    I wasn't there
    But they're all going to know who
    I am 'cos
    I can go out on the air
    On the air
    On the air
    On the air
    Leaving the car down leafy lane
    Turning out
    Tarzan for my
    Jungle Jane anyone at all
    From Captain
    Zero and his brand of superhero standing by a call
    Oh it's not easy
    No it's not easy
    Making real friends
    Don't give me your steak-reared milkboys, milkboys
    Half alive on empty white noise, white noise
    I got power,
    I'm proud to be loud; my signal goes out clear
    I want everybody to know that
    Mozo is here
    On the air
    On the air
    On the air
  • Built in the belly of junk by the river my cabin stands
    Made from the trash
    I dug out 'the heap, with my own fair hands
    Every night,
    I'm back at the shack and
    I'm sure no one is there
    I'm putting the aerial up, so
    I can go out on the air
    On the air
    On the air
    On the air
    Every morning
    I'm out at dawn with the dwarfs and the tramp
    For a silent communion lit from above by the sodium lamps
    Everyone I meet on the street acts as if
    I wasn't there
    But they're all going to know who
    I am 'cos
    I can go out on the air
    On the air
    On the air
    On the air
    Leaving the car down leafy lane
    Turning out
    Tarzan for my
    Jungle Jane anyone at all
    From Captain
    Zero and his brand of superhero standing by a call
    Oh it's not easy
    No it's not easy
    Making real friends
    Don't give me your steak-reared milkboys, milkboys
    Half alive on empty white noise, white noise
    I got power,
    I'm proud to be loud; my signal goes out clear
    I want everybody to know that
    Mozo is here
    On the air
    On the air
    On the air