Lyrics:

Don't look to the future - you don't want to know
What's wrong with this picture: 'The future is in radio'?

A.M., F.M., what's in a name?
To me, they're one and the same
(It drives me insane).

I need a sound that ain't found six feet underground,
It's driving me to despair.
I search your dial for a smile like it's going out of style.
Is there anyone there?

Don't tell me the weather is gonna be cold.
You know you should never commit yourself
To statements so bold.
Golden oldies, tired and true,
In ten years what will you do?
(I'm talking to you!)

What about superstars
Surrounded by bodyguards,
Champagne and caviar?
You're gonna need some Anusol,
When Hollywood meets Rock'n' Roll.