Twenty four hours Blues

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.