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C#mBEABE 1) I heard it in the night, words that thoughtless speak
2) I hear it through the day, airwaves getting filled 
C#mBG#mBE 1) Like vultures swooping down below on the devil's radio.
2) With gossip broadcast to and fro on the devil's radio. 
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 Chorus 1 
A It's white and black like industrial waste,
E Pollution of the highest degree
A You wonder why I don't hang out much
B I wonder why you can't see.
 Chorus 2 
A Runs thick and fast and no one really sees
E quite what bad it can do
A As it shapes you into something cold
B