Why Modern Radio Is A-ok by Roman Candle
Why Modern Radio Is A-ok lyrics
I was down at my favorite watering hole
with a buddy of mine that was out on parole
and we were flipping through the jukebox,
talking how we�d been and how we are.
He�d got a library card and he�d pierced his tongue
and a buddy in prison had turned him onto Neil Young
and he thought that it�d be best to play some for the entire bar.
Now he didn�t know, but while he was in jail,
I�d had my heart broken by a woman to wondrous to tell
and we�d fallen in love to half the songs that jukebox played.
So when he flattened his dollar on the side of the machine
and I saw �Comes a Time� come on the karaoke screen
I�d realized there was a couple things I had forgot to say:
Don�t play Neil Young
Don�t play Van Morrison
Just let some high school emo band start versing and chorusing
Because there�s no way it will break my heart as far as I can see
and that�s why modern radio is A OK with me.
He said a pop song used to be a powerful thing,
you could turn on the a.m. and John Lennon would sing
or Frank Sinatra would be talking to all of the girls.
And you could think like a hawk or think like a dove
or think of a winter afternoon when you fell in love
and ten songs on a record sounded like a string of pearls.
Now my buddy rattled on till an hour'd gone by
and I thought to spit a mouthful of beam in his eye,
maybe leave him for dead, but a friend is a friend to stay.
So I listened to him talk about Johnny and June
And how "I don't know where I stand" is a true love tune
I bought another round just in time to hear him say:
They don�t play Sam Cooke
They don�t play Merle Watson
They just trade some Cadillac Fleetwood Brougham for a broke-down Datsun.
And there�s no way it'll break my heart as far as I can see �
And that�s why modern radio is a sack of monkeys to me.
He said it makes me so mad I want to get up and shout it
and I smiled and said I hadn�t thought that much about it
We walked out the street and parted ways.
I might�ve gone to a movie, but my money was spent
so I went on home, and Lord knows where he went
but I wrote myself a letter to all modern dj�s:
Don�t play Bob Dylan
Don�t play "Loose Ends"
Don�t play anybody that�s ever read Sir Patrick Spens
Because there�s no way it'll break my heart as far as I can see �
And that�s why modern radio is a-ok with me.
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