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Radio Bikini - Ken Tamplin lyrics


I hear the sound of paradise lost,
In this playground we roam, confusion the cost,
On the crest of a dream I see fat man and little boy,
It aint all what it seems,
Playboys with dangerous toys.

Dreams are shattered,
Lives been tattered,
A flash before our eyes,
Dancing with the devil in the pale moonlight.

Whoa, on the radio bikini,
Whoa, counting down the hits,
Whoa, on the radio bikini.
Whoa.

Well, this new age of love is an old-time shame, a baptism of fire,
And this greenhouse haze, destruction maze,
Wallowing in the mire.

Now we look on, itís the same old song and thereís casualties of modern man.
Thereís faith, hope and rage but whoís in the cage and where do we stand?

Whoa, on the radio bikini,
Whoa, counting down the hits,
Whoa, on the radio bikini.
Whoa.

Whoa, on the radio bikini,
Whoa, counting down the hits,
Whoa, on the radio bikini
Whoa, burning up the charts.

Whoa, bikini,
Whoa, radio bikini,
Whoa, bikini,
Whoa.
Brave Days of Old album
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01   Never Stop[add]   -
02   Radio Bikini   -
03   Don't Let the Sky...[add]   -
04   I Just Want to Celebrate[add]   -
05   You Never Give Up[add]   -
06   Borderline[add]   -
07   Cry Just a Little[add]   -
08   Hard Times[add]   -
09   A. D/B.C[add]   -
10   Straight Between the Eyes[add]   -
11   Living for My Lord[add]   -
12   Testify[add]   -
13   Freeride[add]   -
 

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