Man on the Radio Lyrics

Just a few short miles up the road

Lived a young boy, barely 6 years old

He loved basketball and playing with his legos

But the man upstairs listened to talk radio

The boys mom asked the man if they could pray

But evil was so stuck in its ways

Now even the devil, he don't want his soul

Too rotten to the core yeah we know

Yeah we all know

The man on the radio, he's pretty smart

Making lots of money, twisting facts his art

Once he figured out it ain't all that hard

He became a rich man by tearing us apart

Well I guess that thoughts and prayers sure are nice

But they don't help a family understand why

They're shopping for a casket that's undersized

While the man on the radio keeps spreading his lies

So cleverly disguised

And then we act surprised

When a young boy dies