Lyrics:

fun for an hour when the hour's gone
can one trick nights feed 40 days
in my bed at the break of dawn
she shivered like a vein slashed bright and new
she's got the radio active
it makes me feel OK, I don't feel OK
she's got the radio active
it makes me feel OK, I don't feel OK
grip-force the vial, strip the locks
smashthe set and slash the beds and
when it looks like a wife's ex-plot
we'll cover all the rugs with cheap perfume
she's got the radio active
it makes me feel OK, I don't feel OK
she's got the radio active
it makes me feel OK, I don't feel OK
like a docent's lisp
like a damsel's spit
like a dry gin's twist (of lime)
like a poor droll sir
like a poke's dull spurs
like a pastor's flock (no church)