Radio P.W.E.I. lyrics

Song information

Artist: Pop Will Eat Itself
Album: This Is The Day...This Is The Hour...This Is This!

Lyrics

Ok everybody, we're the hi-tech gurus
All the rage, always on the front page news
Tv and video, here to go-go
On radio pwei, turn it on and turn it up high
Like a ten truck, don't give a fuck
And if you don't like the poppies that's your hard luck..
We cut and strut with military precision
All cards are marked; unanimous decision!
It's finger-licking finger-clicking
My mike sounds nice and the beatbox ticking
Squeal like an eel, squirm like a worm
We're hot getting hotter...making ears burn!

Chorus
Talking! huh?
Talking! what?
Talking to you!

We can rap we can sing a thing or two for you
We'll talk of anything , everything if you want, thing
The sky is the limit, the limit is the sky
Why? pwe...i
Say don't worry, no hurry to fret
No jest, the best is yet to come
And some are just dumb when they say it's no fun..
They gotta learn, we're seriously delirious
The force is here with us..
We ain't joking, we're just poking fun
At those poking guns up each others asses
At each and every turn
Rock so hard there's no time to roll
When the poppies are on patrol, on patrol, on patrol

Chorus

One-two check hi-tech in stereo, quadro
Anyway you go but loose, one-oh-oh-one uses
We got the juice to bruise the fuses
The volume in this room is much too groomed
We need a big bad boom!
Noise k.o.! disco inferno! hey ho...yo! let's go!
Gonna rock the show, blow the speakers, see them glow
So now you know it's not what you do
But the way that you do it
The speakers you blew but the way that you blew it
Pwei always knew it
We'll teach them all this song, it won't take long..
Did it? we're through with it, hit it!