Track 5 of the EP Quarters for the Dryer · 2020
Three Chords on the Kitchen Radio
“Saturday morning, a crackly speaker and an old song that taught me three chords. This is where it started.”
pop punk · pop punk · nostalgic punk · 2:38
Lyrics
Saturday morning, mom's got the radio on Crackly little speaker playing some old song Dad's flipping eggs and he's humming off key Dog's got his paws up on the cabinet and he's begging me Then the DJ plays a fast one And the whole kitchen jumps Turn it up, turn it up, on the kitchen radio Spatulas for drumsticks and a mop for a mic Turn it up, turn it up, dance in your socks Three chords and a pancake, everything's alright Oh-oh-oh, everything's alright Sister's on the counter with a wooden spoon Singing every word wrong but she's right on the tune Syrup on the table and it's dripping on the floor Nobody is cleaning, we're just yelling for more Then the DJ plays a fast one And the whole kitchen jumps Turn it up, turn it up, on the kitchen radio Spatulas for drumsticks and a mop for a mic Turn it up, turn it up, dance in your socks Three chords and a pancake, everything's alright Oh-oh-oh, everything's alright Someday I'll live far away In a loud and lonely town But I'll find a little radio And I'll turn it up loud And I'll hear the eggs and the humming And I'll know I'm home Turn it up, turn it up, on the kitchen radio Spatulas for drumsticks and a mop for a mic Turn it up, turn it up, dance in your socks Three chords and a pancake, everything's alright Oh-oh-oh, everything's alright Everything's alright Kitchen radio, everything's alright