Radio (This is Bliss)
Words by Aidan Makepeace, © The Makepeace Brothers.
Turn up the volume on the radio
And the house explodes with soul.
Feel it - something supernatural,
You're surrendering control.
Oh this is bliss, this is bliss.
This is bliss, this is bliss.
Turn up the voice of indigenous people everywhere.
Turn up the children, listen to them play.
Listen closely to the sounds of nature.
Let the music move you this same way.
Let the music move you this same way.
Let the music move you this same way.
Oh this is bliss, this is bliss.
This is bliss, this is bliss.
And it goes on and on and on and on and on and,
On and on and on and on and I feel light...
Crack a sonic boom in stereo,
Send a shockwave through the nation.
Reach for critical ecstatica,
Freed of conditioned emulation.
This is bliss, this is bliss.
