Prompt: Blues, rough deep female voice, 120 bpm
Verse 1
The shack is lonesome and dark, but my tubes are glowin’ bright
Yeah, the shack is lonesome and dark, but my tubes are glowin’ bright
We’re synchronized and ready, Lord, to fight the fight all night.
Verse 2
The clock strikes twelve, I feel the battle in my soul
Lord, the clock strikes twelve, I feel the battle in my soul
Voices piercin’ through the static, tryin’ to take control.
Pre-Chorus
Clear me a frequency, find me a little space
I’m tired of runnin’ this electromagnetic race
Keep that rhythm steady, watch the multiplier grow
I got them radio blues, everywhere I go.
Chorus
Twenty-four hours, just chasin’ the world around
Twenty-four hours, chasin’ the world around
From the screamin’ pileup to the weak propagation,
By the light of the radio, I’m logging every station.
Verse 3
Got coffee in my cup, and the solar flux is high
I said, I got coffee in my cup, and the solar flux is high
Turnin’ copper into gold, beneath a digital sky.
Bridge
The noise is risin’ fast, and the bands are gettin’ tight
I’m callin’ out to strangers from the edges of the night
One more contact, baby, just one more name
The contest is a fever, a low-down burnin’ flame.
(Guitar Solo / Harmonica Break – schwer, dreckig und gefühlvoll)
Chorus
Twenty-four hours, just chasin’ the world around
Yeah, twenty-four hours, chasin’ the world around
From the screamin’ pileup to the weak propagation,
By the light of the radio, I’m logging every station.
Outro
Final minute’s comin’, time to upload the file
Yeah, the final minute’s comin’, time to upload the file
The logbook is heavy, Lord, I’ve walked the radio mile.
Pole to pole… the job is done.
Just me and the fadin’… of the radio sun.