George Harrison:      
                       DEVIL'S RADIO

 Gossip, gossip, gossip, gossip
 I heard it in the night
 Words the thoughtless speak
 Like vultures swhooping down below on the devil's radio

 I hear it through the day 
 Airwaves getting filled
 With gossip broadcast to and fro on the devil's radio

 Oh yeah, gossip, gossip, oh yeah 

He's in the clubs and bars
And never turns it down
Talking about what he don't know on the devil's radio 

He's in your T.V. set 
Won't give it a rest
That so betrayed so and so the devil's radio 

Gossip, gossip, gossip, gossip
Oh yeah, gossip, gossip, oh yeah 

It's white and black like industrial waste Pollution on the highest degree
You wonder why I don't hang out much
I wonder how you can see 

He's in the films and songs
And at all your magazines 
It's everywhere that you may go the devil's radio 

Oh yeah, gossip, gossip, oh yeah 

Runs thick and fast no one really sees
Quite what bad it can do As it shapes you into something cold like an eskimo igloo 

It's all across our lives
Like weed it spreads
Till nothing else has space to grow the devil's radio 

Can creep up in the dark
Make us hide behind shades
And buzzing like a dynamo the devil's radio 

Gossip, gossip, gossip, gossip 

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Внесено 6. 03. 2000