Bangin in Your Stereo

We're bangin' in your stereo
Gettin' down on the radio
We're bangin' in your stereo
Fast and loud on the radio

They rock like it's '73
Everywhere from the East to the Irish Sea

We're bangin' in your stereo
Gettin' down on the radio
We're bangin' in your stereo
Fast and loud on the radio

If there was a face I'd fire into space
It'd be that singer
I'll sing him a song when I know that he's gone
And raise my middle finger

Next up on radio "nobody-gives-a-god-damn"
We have the band everybody loves to hate
Fronted by the biggest douchebag of them all
You're sick of 'em, I'm sick of 'em
Save yourselves and tune out now

I'm sick of that band
I'm sick of their noise
Sick of what everyone else enjoys
I'm sick of that band
I'm sick of their noise
Well, I'm sick to death of your whinging voice

We're bangin' in your stereo
Gettin' down on the radio
We're bangin' in your stereo
Gettin' down on the radio
We're bangin' in your stereo
Fast and loud on the radio

We're bangin' in your stereo
Gettin' down on the radio
We're bangin' in your stereo
Fast and loud on the radio



Credits
Writer(s): Adam Thistlethwaite, Barry Paul Mills, Stephen William Charles Holl
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