Lyrics

Citizens' Band

This can?t be quite normal
This can?t be quite right
Tommy?s got a CB radio
That someone tried to hide
He knows it must be his father?s
Who disappeared when he was born
In the dark of his room the lights are flashing
He listens all night long
Come on, come in
The call goes out all over the land
Homemade antennas
Hot-wired with tin
We?re staying up all night on the citizen?s band
There?s thirteen years of dust
On top of the little black box
His mother hears him talking to passing cars and semi trucks
She says his father is out there
It sounds believable
She says he?s in the interference between the clean signals
Come on, come in
The call goes out all over the land
Homemade antennas
Hot-wired with tin
We?re staying up all night on the citizen?s band
And no one knows what to believe
Is he an idiot child or permanently naive?
Then a clean rush of static comes over the air
And he turns up the volume to see who?s there
Out where everyone is equal
Just signals fading in and out
Tommy?s waiting on a power surge to blow the whole band out, Until he?s sitting down
Talking to the stars that light up his father?s house
Come on, come in
The call goes out all over the land
We?re staying up all night on the citizen?s band