Lyrics:

Hello, hello Mr. Tailor
What do, what do, what do you want
Turn on the radio
I'm talking to you
I'm talking to you
You're being grotesque
The radio, remember make it work
Radio, it tends to induce various
Get high, slow down
Now it's pretty late

Why don't you, uh, switch on the radio
I refuse to discuss it anything
So, please, please, you must
Please, please, don't treat me like a mental patient
Do you believe them
Not for a second
Do you realise what this mean
Don't look for it Tailor
That's the radio
Thank you, Mr. Tailor
Then suddenly