I've got problems
But they don't amount to much
They may be small compared to others
But they're still deadly to the touch
And I know they're not my own
As I share them with the masses
They are everywhere I go
People wear them on their faces
But I love the sound coming out of this old time radio
What's this sensation
That's making its way into the station
Could it be that motivation that I keep hearing so much about?
All this commotion
From this runaway locomotion
I try focus in
But instead I'm tuning out
To the sound coming out of this old time radio
A dying sound our future children may never know
Now we know where to begin
Sometimes the hardest part of starting out is jumping in
But the morning always comes
After a night that always came
So get up, oooh, and get out
Welcome today
Welcome today
I've got problems
But they don't amount to much
Like wrapping up these words that have been haunting me for months
But I don't want to sing too fast
Because I know this song won't last
And when the moment's passed
Oh there won't be nothing left
But the sound coming out of this old time radio
The sound coming out of this old time radio
The sound coming out of this old time radio
Ooooh (The sound coming out of this old time radio)
Woooah (The sound coming out of this old time radio)
Woooah (The sound coming out of this old time radio)
The sound coming out of this old time radio
The sound coming out of this old time radio
The sound coming out of this old time radio