Hot Chip - Transmission lyrics

Radio, live transmission Radio, live transmission Listen to the silence Let it ring on Eyes, dark gray lenses Frightened of the sun We would have a fine time Living in the night Left to blind destruction Waiting for our sight We would go on As though nothing was wrong Hide from these days We remained all alone Staying in the same place Saying out the time Touching from a distance Further all the time Dance, dance, dance, dance Dance to the radio Dance, dance, dance, dance Dance to the radio Dance, dance, dance, dance Dance to the radio Dance, dance, dance, dance Dance to the radio Radio, radio, radio, radio Dance, dance, dance, dance Dance, dance, dance, dance Dance, dance, dance, dance Dance, dance, dance, dance Dance, dance, dance, dance Dance, dance, dance, dance Dance, dance, dance, dance Dance, dance, dance, dance Dance, dance, dance, dance Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance Dance to the radio Radio, live transmission I'd call out When the going gets tough If things that we've learnt Are no longer enough No language, just sound That's all we need know Synchronize love To the beat of the show Dance, dance, dance, dance Dance to the radio Dance, dance, dance, dance Dance to the radio Dance, dance, dance, dance Dance to the radio Dance, dance, dance, dance Dance to the radio