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Banned for life from the institute of fame
Radio 1 a million listeners can't be wrong
Switching off not switching on
So ya don't wanna play me song, on the air
Cos I despise you, and I'll say it, yes I dare

I got a stereo in my head
Got a hi-fi in my mansion
I'm searching for another way
Radio 2, Radio 3..it's very me

No I don't wanna get cheeky with it
Still got my Ziggy ticket
Just what the world needs now
Another lousy boy band
Immitation Velvet Underground

No one likes the truth
Don't wanna be the voice of youth
I'm getting old and losing my hair
Got pretty eyes, why should I care

No I don't like Eminem
Hatred with a wicked beat
Oh why, cos I'm one of them
I'm a fag, you're a fake
Alex Donelly are you awake?

Jo Wiley your so damned cool
Didn't I used to work with you?
Heard you snipe at my reformation
Heard you diss me, on the TV
Put your words in the mouth of a school
I loved Wham when I was at school
Mel C, you wannabe...talented, you got lucky

Buy a DJ, someone hip
A barrel with far too much lip
I used to worship you

Walk the streets with ya to my ear
Cos my mother said turn that down
Now if I had my way
I'd burn that building to the ground

Boy bands and cheerleaders
Homophobes and earbleeders
American misplaced anger
I won't hang ya
I'll just hang myself

Castles in the sky
What the hell are they
Who builds them anyway
I kiss you Annie on 1
John Peel the prodigal son
I didn't become a musician
to take the foetal position
Someone get me a gun
Screw you radio 1

A million listeners can't be wrong
Switching off not switching on
A million listeners can't be wrong
Switching off not switching on
A million listeners can't be wrong
Switching off not switching on

Not switching on
Not switching on
Be gone!
Banned for life from the institute of fame   Radio 1 a million listeners can't be wrong   Switching off not switching on   So ya don't wanna play me song, on the air   Cos I despise you, and I'll say it, yes I dare      I got a stereo in my head   Got a hi-fi in my mansion   I'm searching for another way   Radio 2, Radio 3..it's very me      No I don't wanna get cheeky with it   Still got my Ziggy ticket   Just what the world needs now   Another lousy boy band   Immitation Velvet Underground      No one likes the truth   Don't wanna be the voice of youth   I'm getting old and losing my hair   Got pretty eyes, why should I care      No I don't like Eminem   Hatred with a wicked beat   Oh why, cos I'm one of them   I'm a fag, you're a fake   Alex Donelly are you awake?      Jo Wiley your so damned cool   Didn't I used to work with you?   Heard you snipe at my reformation   Heard you diss me, on the TV   Put your words in the mouth of a school   I loved Wham when I was at school   Mel C, you wannabe...talented, you got lucky      Buy a DJ, someone hip   A barrel with far too much lip   I used to worship you      Walk the streets with ya to my ear   Cos my mother said turn that down   Now if I had my way   I'd burn that building to the ground      Boy bands and cheerleaders   Homophobes and earbleeders   American misplaced anger   I won't hang ya   I'll just hang myself      Castles in the sky   What the hell are they   Who builds them anyway   I kiss you Annie on 1   John Peel the prodigal son   I didn't become a musician    to take the foetal position   Someone get me a gun   Screw you radio 1      A million listeners can't be wrong   Switching off not switching on   A million listeners can't be wrong   Switching off not switching on   A million listeners can't be wrong   Switching off not switching on      Not switching on   Not switching on   Be gone!
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