Steve Gordon - Dead Radio Lyrics

I was sittin' by myself in my apartment
Tuned into, Dead Radio
Havin' a drink, I was havin' a smoke
I was takin' my time when the whole thing broke
And don't you know...
I was mindin' my own business

And a bullet came through my window
And it shot right in my stereo
Now I don't get the FM radio
And the record plays a little slow.
Ain't it a shame

So I walked myself down to the station
Held my precious baby in my arms
I went inside and I showed the man
He just shook his head, he don't understand
And don't you know...
There's nothin' he could do

And a bullet came through my window
And it shot right in my stereo
Now I don't get the FM radio
And the record plays a little slow.
Ain't it a shame

Now I find myself thinkin' of it still
Get that lonely achin' in my heart
Sometimes I think, Sometimes I feel
It must be a dream, this can't be real
But then I know...
There's nothing I could do

And a bullet came through my window
And it shot right in my stereo
Now I don't get the FM radio
And the record plays a little slow.

And a bullet came through my window
And it shot right in my stereo
Now I don't get the FM radio
And the record plays a little slow.
Ain't it a shame