Midnight Radio

John Cameron Mitchell

Rain falls hard

Burns dry

A dream or a song

That hits you so hard

Filling you up

Suddenly gone



Breathe, feel, love

Give, free

You know in your soul

Like your blood knows the way

From your heart to your brain

Knows that you're whole



And you're shining, like the brightest star

A transmission on the midnight radio

And you're spinning, like a fourty-five

Ballerina spinning to your rock and roll



Here's to Patti, and Tina

And Yoko, Aretha

And Nona, and Niko

And me!

And all the strange rock and rollers

You know you're doing all right

So hold on to eachother

You've gotta hold on tonight



And you're shining, like the brightest star

A transmission on the midnight radio

And you're spinning your new fourty-fives

--All the misfits, and the losers--

Well you know you're rock and rollers

Spinning to your rock and roll



Lift up your hands

Lift up your hands

Lift up your hands

Lift up your hands

Lift up your hands

Lift up your hands