Text: Beanbag. Happy Dispatch.

"Help me"
Scream these words from the TV nightly
"My family's been shot to death"
Seems to find no answer

The music on the radio is louder then a death
You tune in you turn it and then you switch it off
The music on the radio is softer if the person
That is dying is your family or your friend

The music on the radio is louder then a death
You tune in you turn it and then you switch it off
The music on the radio is softer if the person
That is dying is your family or your friend

Surreal twist of fate
They don't deserve to be there
Victims of society, most power is all formed from greed
Why can't we see this?

The music on the radio is louder then a death
You tune in you turn it and then you switch it off
The music on the radio is softer if the person
That is dying is your family or your friend

The music on the radio is louder then a death
You tune in you turn it and then you switch it off
The music on the radio is softer if the person
That is dying is your family or your friend

Brothers, sisters need to learn to love each other
But who cares about this phrase if
I'm so happy with my life
And all I've done like the stuff I did in high school with my friends

Can you even compete with the life that I have had
Brother 'cause if you can't shut it
I don't want to hear that about the way
You're talking what you're doing

See what the problem is, it's us
If we just stand still, then we will realize
That we are single minded
And we are self-centered

The music on the radio is louder then a death
You tune in you turn it and then you switch it off
The music on the radio is softer if the person
That is dying is your family or your friend

The music on the radio is louder then a death
You tune in you turn it and then you switch it off
The music on the radio is softer if the person
That is dying is your family or your friend