Cure the radio,
We’ll lend you an oxygen flask.
Cure the airwaves,
To quench your collapse at last.
Cure the video,
We’re beaming in pearl and white.
Cure the satellites,
Cause finally your poverty’s mine.
You’re probably wondering how we came out alive,
Why we are laughing while you bury your eyes.
Never forget our only reason to live...
Cure the radio,
Solutions of silver and chrome.
Cure the airwaves,
In broadcasts of pirate hopes.
Cure the video,
These portraits of assets have turned.
Cure the satellites,
From pictures into revolvers.
You’re probably wondering how we came out alive,
Why we are laughing while you bury your eyes.
You’re probably wondering how we came out alive,
Never forget our only reason to live is to die.
Come down,
And rise to our level.
[x2]
Cure the radio,
Cure the airwaves,
Cure the video,
Cure the satellites.
Let all the world know the prisoners took flight,
And watch the city streets as towers ignite.
The formers kings and all their armies burn bright,
While we sit back in all the glory tonight.
You’re probably wondering how we came out alive,
Never forget our only reason to live.
Proper lyrics:
Cure the radio, We’ll lend you an oxygen flask. Cure the airwaves, To quench your collapse at last. Cure the video, We’re beaming in pearl and white. Cure the satellites, Cause finally your poverty’s mine.
You’re probably wondering how we came out alive, Why we are laughing while you bury your eyes. Never forget our only reason to live...
Cure the radio, Solutions of silver and chrome. Cure the airwaves, In broadcasts of pirate hopes. Cure the video, These portraits of assets have turned. Cure the satellites, From pictures into revolvers.
You’re probably wondering how we came out alive, Why we are laughing while you bury your eyes. You’re probably wondering how we came out alive, Never forget our only reason to live is to die.
Come down, And rise to our level. [x2]
Cure the radio, Cure the airwaves, Cure the video, Cure the satellites.
Let all the world know the prisoners took flight, And watch the city streets as towers ignite. The formers kings and all their armies burn bright, While we sit back in all the glory tonight.
You’re probably wondering how we came out alive, Never forget our only reason to live.