| Radio | |
| Written By: Chris Walla | Recorded: May 2002 |
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When I was a radio, gliding through slate skies at dawn reception was marginal, but I still sang along Well you came to your balcony and tried not to drown, You called in an S.O.S., and I turned around You were spitting out fiberglass still hot from the blaze Afraid that your fire escape would smolder for days Don't part it out, take it on That's efficiency to me. |
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| Currently Unreleased | |
| Notes | |
Excerpt taken from hallofjusticerecording.com: " written and performed by Chris Walla / drums by Nathan Good / recorded on tape at Tiny Telephone in May of 2002 / mixed to tape at the Hall of Justice in October of 2002 - One of the few songs from the ill-fated Martin Youth Auxiliary record that actually got finished. I used a few pieces of 'Radio' in the song 'Transatlanticism'; they're in the same key and it made sense. It's nice to share." This song was released online at Chris' Website. |
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