Radio Video (MV)

They try to teach me all the right wrongs
To teach me how to behave
But I'm a ticking little time bomb
And I could blow any day
I take the screen off of my window
I'll be a rebel in time
Collecting drama for my daydream
And all I need is my mind
'Cause I can hear the radio play
I can hear the record turning
I can hear the telephone ring
God called
To tell me I can reach out and touch anything
I've got umbilical conundrum
Don't know how far it can stretch
He taught me how to get my rocks off
A night I'll never forget
But I don't need no closet full of play-things
I've got electric guitar
Collecting drama for my pipe dream queen
She says that I'll be a star
'Cause I can hear the radio play
I can hear the record turning
I can hear the telephone ring
God called
To tell me I can reach out and touch anything
Down by the river in the backroads
It's good kid party time
They wanna feel alive just for a moment
Before they fall back in line
But all the goth rockers in their bedrooms
Are listening to Robert Smith
And saying no, no
We don't need to join your little mob
When we've got Gods in stereo
'Cause we can hear the radio play
We can hear the record turning
We can hear the telephone ring
God called
To tell us we can reach out and touch anything
I can hear the radio play
I can hear the record turning
I can hear the telephone ring
God called
To tell me I can reach out and touch anything