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Transmission
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Radio, live transmission
Radio, live transmission

Listen to the silence, let it ring on
Eyes, dark gray lenses frightened of the sun
full lyrics...
Radio, live transmission
Radio, live transmission

Listen to the silence, let it ring on
Eyes, dark gray lenses frightened of the sun
full lyrics...
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Features Of This Song
electric rock instrumentation
punk influences
repetitive melodic phrasing
extensive vamping
a clear focus on recording studio production
major key tonality
electric rhythm guitars

These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance to the radio
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance to the radio
Eyes, dark gray lenses frightened of the sun
The things that we've learn't are no longer enough
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance to the radio
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance to the radio
Listen to the silence, let it ring on
No language, just sound, that's all we need know
Hide from these days we remained all along
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance to the radio
Staying in the same place, just staying out the time
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance to the radio
Radio, live transmission
Radio, live transmission
Well, I could call out when the going gets tough
Left to blind destruction, waiting for our sight
Touching from a distance, further all the time
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance to the radio
We would have a fine time living in the night
Publisher: UNIVERSAL MUSIC PUBL. LTD.
And we could dance
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance to the radio
Songwriters: Ian Kevin Curtis, Peter Hook, Stephen Paul Davi Morris, Bernard Sumner
We would go on as though nothing was wrong
To synchronize love to the beat of the show