In My Radio
The Selecter Lyrics


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Someone who loves me switched the radio on
Someone who loves me

Someone who loves me switched the radio on
Someone who loves me switched the radio on
Someone who loves me switched the radio on
Someone who loves me
I bought my baby a red radio
He played it all day a-go-go a-go-go
He liked to dance to it down in the streets
He said he loved me but he loved the beat

But when I switch on I rotate the dial
I could see it there driving him so wild
I bought my baby a red radio
He said he loved me but he had to go

It's just the same old show on my radio
It's just the same old show on my radio
It's just the same old show on my radio
It's just the same old show on my radio
On my radio on my radio on my radio

I bought my baby a red radio
He played it all day a-go-go a-go-go
He liked to dance to it down in the streets
He said he loved me but he loved the beat

It's just the same old show on my radio
It's just the same old show on my radio
It's just the same old show on my radio
It's just the same old show on my radio
On my radio on my radio on my radio

It's just the same old show on my radio
It's just the same old show on my radio
It's just the same old show on my radio
It's just the same old show on my radio
On my radio on my radio on my radio

Someone who loves me switched the radio on
Someone who loves me switched the radio on
Someone who loves me switched the radio on
Someone who loves me

It's just the same old show on my radio
It's just the same old show on my radio
It's just the same old show on my radio
It's just the same old show on my radio

I bought my baby a red radio
A red radio a-go-go a-go-go
A red radio I rotate the dial
A red radio driving him so wild

I bought my baby a red radio
A red radio a-go-go a-go-go




A red radio I rotate the dial
A red radio driving him so wild

Overall Meaning

The Selecter's song "On My Radio" is a commentary on the power and ubiquity of broadcast media, and the ways in which it can both unite and divide us. The first verse celebrates the personal connection that the radio can create, with the repeated refrain of "Someone who loves me switched the radio on." It suggests that the radio is a way for individuals to share their love and taste in music with each other. The next verse introduces a romantic story of a woman who bought her lover a red radio, which he enjoyed dancing to in the streets. However, she soon realizes that the radio's repetitive programming has become a source of frustration and ultimately drove him away, as "he said he loved me but he had to go."


The song's chorus expresses the frustration and sense of sameness that can come from listening to the radio too much, with the repeated refrain of "It's just the same old show on my radio." The final verse again brings together the personal and the societal, suggesting that the medium of broadcast radio can both divide and unite us: "A red radio driving him so wild." The lyrics suggest that radio is a powerful tool for communication and connection, but also a source of repetition and ennui.


Overall, the song can be interpreted as a commentary on the power of media to shape our tastes and our relationships, and the need for individual agency and diversity in our cultural consumption.


Line by Line Meaning

Someone who loves me switched the radio on
A person who cares for me turned on the radio


I bought my baby a red radio
I purchased a red radio for my lover


He played it all day a-go-go a-go-go
He listened to it continuously with enthusiasm


He liked to dance to it down in the streets
He enjoyed moving his body to the music outside


He said he loved me but he loved the beat
He claimed to have affection for me, but was more fascinated with the rhythm


But when I switch on I rotate the dial
Whenever I turn it on, I change the channel


I could see it there driving him so wild
It was evident that it was arousing extreme excitement in him


He said he loved me but he had to go
He professed his love for me, but had to leave for some reason


It's just the same old show on my radio
The programming on my radio is unchanging and repetitive


Someone who loves me switched the radio on
A person who loves me turned on the radio


A red radio a-go-go a-go-go
A lively red radio that gives off an energetic vibe


I rotate the dial
I turn the tuner to access various stations


Driving him so wild
Stimulating his emotions and behavior in a frenzied manner




Lyrics © O/B/O CAPASSO
Written by: Neol Davies

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Comments from YouTube:

@lisab4145

Love this my uncles doing the drums ❤️

@TheCelebrityjuicer

Very Cool. Loved him ❤🧡

@frankiejacques

is your uncle still drumming

@neilthewheelio

How is he doing?

@jean-mariejm7404

Great class drummer!!!!

@carlojohnson7256

Harrington?

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@U2QuoZepplin

Why does this seem so much more real and dynamic than todays music . I wish I could put my finger on it. I'm probably getting old . That's aĺl. 😢

@heathcornbeef

Kia Ora hello from Aotearoa new zealand.
Yip ya getting old but this music never gets old.
When i go to gigs now (Punkrock/Ska/ Reggae) that's all I'm interested in musically i do the wall dance lean back against the wall and skank in my head that way i can still walk back to the car afterwards. I've had multiple operations on my spine left leg hip and shoulders (hit by a drunk driver in 1987) who ran a red light and slammed into my motorbike 😠😡🤬

@rodhmu

I am hearing this now, for the first time in around 40 years. It sounds even better now than back then. I love the dancing, the music is fresh, crisp, and melodic. Its worth remembering that having mixed race bands was not the done thing back then. The 2 Tone scene in Coventry were pioneers in this.

@alastairwest5200

What an awesome era of attitude, class and musical skill...Privileged to have been born in '69, young enough to enjoy it and old enough to remember it...

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