I've been listening to my radio For two or three years And the music they been playing Is so doggone bad that it's Offending to my ears
Then the kids come over From the Mersey River Made us look bad till then Well, let's put on our shoes And think about the blues And start all over again
[CHORUS] With that good time music Good time music on the radio Good time music, good time music Yes, gimme that good time music Yes, it's back on the radio
I don't want no crying violins No sax, no slide trombone I don't want screaming yeah yeah girls No honking English horns
I don't want no symphony orchestra With the Mormon Tabernacle Choir All I want is a guitar, hopping drums To set my soul on fire
[Repeat CHORUS]
I've been listening to my radio For two or three years And the music they been playing Is so doggone bad that it's Offending to my ears
Then the kids come over From the Mersey River Made us look bad 'til then Well, let's put on our shoes And think about the blues And start all over again