Listener Supported

Six foot six above sea level

I grab the mic because I take you to

another mental level

low power frequency radio modulation

the big sound from the underground another pirate radio station

we bring the truth to places truth is never heard before

we bring the sound communication of our tribal war

dark vision fly by helicopters in the night

attempt triangulation of our station in the fight

straight from the bass the deep down low precision

high crime treason we broadcastin' sedission

like the wall street mornin' afternoon edition

commandeering airwaves from unknown positions

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Live and direct we comin' never pre-recorded

with information that will never be reported

disregard the mainstream media distorted

whoop! whoop!

we comin' listener supported

Don't take no prisoners if can't afford to feed none

don't start no fights if you can't predict the outcome

don't make donations where you cannot get your dough back

fuck the apathetic bullshittas send em' all your prozac

I will not climb into your telephone tree

and "hell no you can't put me on hold!"

it's the same recorded message you'd been singin' all along

keep handin' us the bible while you walkin' off with all the gold

the bureaucratic office sends you merry-go-rounding

while the KKK police the streets by blood hounding

interest on the credit card just keeps on compounding

but the FCC can neva shut this pirate sound down

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