Devil's Radio

Intro: Hold “E”         G, B, G, E    G, B, G, E   (Gos-sip,  gos-sip,  Gos-sip,  gos-sip)

C#m       B        E        A               B                 E  

I heard it in the night, words that thoughtless speak.

       C#m                        B          G#m           B              E  

Like vultures swooping down below on the devil's radio.

C#m      B                 E    A            B          E  

I hear it through the day, airwaves getting filled.

         C#m                    B        G#m         B             E  

With gossip broadcast to and fro on the devil's radio.

  G  B5    G   E    G   B5   G   E  (Oh yeah, gos-sip, gos-sip, oh yeah).

C#m          B             E             A       B           E  

He's in the clubs and bars, and never turns it down.

C#m                        B          G#m             B              E  

Talkin' about what he don't know on the devil's radio.

C#m             B     E       A             B    E            C#m                B        G#m     B             E  

He's in your T.V. set,   won't give it a rest. That soul betraying so and so, the devil's radio.

G, B, G, E    G, B, G, E            G, B, G, E    G, B, G, E

Gos-sip,  gos-sip,  gos-sip  gos-sip. Oh yeah, gos-sip, gos-sip, Oh yeah.

G, B, G, E    G, B, G, E  (Gos-sip, oh yeah, oh yeah, gos-sip).

A                                                                    E

It's white and black like industrial waste, pollution of the highest degree.

A                                                               B

You wonder why I don't hang out much, I wonder why you can't see.

C#m          B             E         A          B      E       C#m           B             G#m    B             E

He's in the films and songs, all your magazines.Everywhere you may go, the devil's radio.

(Solo) C#m, B, E, A, B, E  2x's 

G, B, G, E, G, B, G, E  (Oh yeah, gos-sip, gos-sip, oh yeah).

A                                                                E

Runs thick and fast and no one really sees quite what bad it can do.

A                                                                    B

As it shapes you into something cold like an Eskimo igloo.

C#m      B           E       A       B          E  

It's all across our lives, like a weed it spreads.

       C#m                   B           G#m         B              E  

Till nothing else has space to grow, the devil's radio.

C#m              B       E       A                  B          E  

Can creep up in the dark, make us hide behind shades.

        C#m               B       G#m    B              E  

And buzzing like a dynamo, the devil's radio.

G, B,  G, E    G, B   G, E  (Gos-sip, oh yea, gos-sip, oh yeah).   REPEAT

I heard your one of satan's wilers and on the devil's radio child.