Robyn Hitchcock - The Devil's Radio lyrics

Darlin' You don't have to call me Stalin Or even Mao Tse Tung 'Cause I'm far too young My rising Sign is Capricorn; is that Surprising? You know that I was born So very soft and easy going I make no trouble at all I was listening Yeah, I was listening to the Devil's Radio I was listening Yeah, I was listening to the Devil's Radio And it went na na na na na na I'm the Devil's radio Evil Its tentacles are bland It's like a weevil It burrows through the land And everybody smiles Everybody smiles Michael -- don't you know someday a Spike'll Grow right through the woodwork And come out through your palm We was listening We was listening to the Devil's radio We was listening We was listening to the Devil's radio And it went na na na na na na I'm the Devil's radio Sun sets on the Devil Sun sets on the West He's listening to the FM talk show It's what he loves the best Limbaugh He was talking through a bimbo But don't Touch that dial Or that hateful smile Kate said "The flowers of intolerance and hatred Are blooming kind of early This year Someone's been watering them." We was listening Ah, we was listening to the Devil's radio We was listening Yeah, we was listening to the Devil's radio And it went na na na na na na I'm not the Devil's radio Na na na na na na I'm the Devil's radio