Lyrics Roger Taylor – Airheads
Text:
Red light warning
Break down coming
Red light warning
People round here call me an airhead
People round here think I’m better off dead
The folks round here call me an airhead
The folks round here ain’t too refined
Break — Down — Comin’
Raw — Nerve end — Tingle
Cops — Bust — Run in
Speed — Hurts — Keys jangle
Airheads — Stick together
Airheads — Till the end of time
Airheads — Don’t know better
Airheads — I feel fine
Red light warning
People round here call me an airhead
People round here know I like a bottle of wine
People round here think I’m better off dead
The folks round here call me an airhead
The folks round here ain’t too refined
Brain — On — Bed — Where am I?
Liverpool — Leeds — Miami
Real nutcracker this morning
Real nutcracker last night
Airheads — Stick it together
Airheads — Till the end of time
Airheads — I don’t know better
Airheads — I feel fine
Red light warning
No panic station
People round here call me an airhead
People round here say I’ve got space for brains
People round here are no better than junk food
The jerks round here should go play with the traffic
The folks round here should go play with the trains
Break — Down — Comin’
Album
Roger Taylor – Fun In Space
