On The Air
Built in the belly of junk by the river, my cabin stands
Made from the trash I dug off the heap with my own bare hands
Every night I'm back at the shack
I'm sure no one else is there
I'm putting the aerial up, so I can go out on the air
On the air
On the air
On the air
On the air
On the air
Every morning I'm out at dawn with the dwarfs and tramps
For a silent communion lit from above by the sodium lamps
Everyone I meet on the street
Acts as if I wasn't there
But they're all going to know who I am, 'cause I can go out on the air
On the air
On the air
On the air
On the air
On the air
Leaving the car down the leafy lane
Turning out Tarzan for my Jungle Jane
Anyone at all, from Captain Zero
And his band of superheroes standing by on call
Oh, it's not easy, no, no, no, no
No, it's not easy making real friends
Don't give me your steak-reared milkboys, milkboys
Half alive on empty white noise, white noise
I've got power, I'm proud to be loud
My signal goes out clear
I want everybody to know that Mozo is here
On the air
On the air
On the air
On the air
On the air
