Two silhouettes stand tall against
  A gray November sky
  Utopian suburban teenage wasteland blues.
  You turn to me and sigh, the boredom
  Growin' in your eyes
  As a voice sings songs of splendor
  From the radio
  I hear that voice again submerging
  From the stereo
  Invisible electric life flows
  Right through me
  Then for a moment I forget about
  Just where I'm at and the world fallin'
  Around looses al urgency.
  It's just another transmission from
  A place we all want to be.
  It takes control then its spits
  Me back to reality
  I hear the music
  Then I close my eyes
  It's jsut another radio suicide on
  The airwaves.
  I turned it on-invisible electric life
  then the song comes on the radio
  The signal takes control-heartbeat
  Starts to slow
  You hear the words reverberating
  In your mind
  Twisted electric waves pulse from the stereo
  As a vioce screams out loud
  Everything is not alright
  Forget about the static pulsing
  In your ear
  Forget everything you see and hear
  it's just another radio suicide