Go find a radio and spin your songs And you can sing along 'til your vocal cords are gone Then come see me A time machine can only bring things back And the spaces and the cracks and all the places that were black Are turning violet So good, be so good So good, be so good So good, be so good Shot dead in stereo from ear to ear But I can't hear though the signal is so clear And crystalline Crystalline So good, be so good So good, be so good So good, be so good Magnetic opulence doesn't disarray A pocket for the sunny day when the rain is more the way You want to see it Wanna to see it So good, be so good So good, be so good So good, be so good