Story Behind the Song
Los Angeles radio, which acts as a perfect foil to it's anonymous nature.
Lyrics
IS THIS WHAT YOU WANT
Like a fado in a Portuguese tavern,
Self possessed it rings in the air.
One channel nothing, the other channel something next to nothing,
Is there anything there?
Nothing that some tupperware can't take.
Sit in the saddle, turn on the prattle,
Fifty songs without a single commercial break!
(chorus) Is this what you want from radio? Sprach infotainment-ese?
Is this what you want, is this what you want from me?
Like a siamese creating a hairball, bubbling underneath the top ten,
Spit up for love, blue skies above,
Change the channel and it's rhyming again.
Another boy band on the air.
Alternative is alternating seventies and eighties,
With a lava lamp and overstuffed chair.
Thirty second bite from the burger de jeur,
Money grows on trees with the proper manure.
Plant him in the back when the artist matures,
Win an award, tit shaker!
Win an award tit shaker!
Lumpy like the gravy on the back of a car, the bumper sticker makes a demand.
Local focus! Local focus! Blink you miss it, that's the lay of the land.
Compost with a tangueray twist,
Who the Hootie do you think that you are?
Is there something left that I haven't kissed?
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