This bone-breaking and breath-taking rock band from Helsingborg, Sweden, ha… Read Full Bio ↴This bone-breaking and breath-taking rock band from Helsingborg, Sweden, has existed since July 2005. In this short period of time they have accomplished a 6 song EP as we speak, that is gonna crush your imagination of what a real good sounding rock band is about. They deliver rock music with alot of attitude and feeling. As a listener you can hear that they believe in what they do, no compromise here! Songs like, "Im on my way", "Let myself go" and "I dont give a good god damn" are truly a burn-out for your ears! This is making your head move even if you want it or not! The EP begins with the convincing song "Medicine" and ends with "MTV killed rock n roll". This journey is always a reason to push the repeat button on your cd player, cause in some weird way you can't get enough of Von Benzo. Song number 5 "Sad dead me" talkes directly to your heart and shows a little bit of a softer side of this 4 piece machinery. With Magnus bone-breaking groove behind the drums and with Attila torturing his bass as a solid ground, nothing can go wrong. Take this and mix it with Nick´s nerve-wrecking guitars that is rocking the hell out of you and then put Jay´s mind-blowing vocals that makes this band stand out from the others! Then you got Von Benzo! Hear it, Love it! -You deserve the best!

Radio
Von Benzo Lyrics

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I thought of you down on Melrose
Cause you always knew what to say
Oh my God, they didn't get it
Why is it so hard to see
Oh my God, you just don't get it
Or is it just me
You don't exist, you don't exist
If you're not on the radio

You don't exist, you don't exist
If you're not on the radio
You don't exist, you don't exist
If you're not on the radio
And even if I try
All my friends are high
You know the reason why

So now we seem to get rollin'
Just how we don't go a stray
Oh my God, I didn't get it
Why is it so hard to see
Oh my God, I just don't get it
Why is it just me
You don't exist, you don't exist
If you're not on the radio
You don't exist, you don't exist
If you're not on the radio
You don't exist, you don't exist
If you're not on the radio
And even if I try
All my friends are high
You know the reason why

*Talking*
I'm not your dad
Not you brother
I'm not your cousin
And I'm sure as shit ain't your guidance counselor
I'm not your fucking teacher
Or your friendly neighbourhood police officer
You don't own me
You don't even know me, man
So mind your own God damn business, punk
You don't exist, you don't exist
If you're not on the radio
You don't exist, you don't exist
If you're not on the radio
You don't exist, you don't exist
If you're not on the radio
And even if I try, yeah
All my friends are high, aahoohooh
And even you deny, deny it all the same

We all know, we all know
That you're the reason why

*Talking*

Det man nu gör, det är att plåga människor. Plåga en nation, för att förödmjuka den.
Tvinga den till underkastelse. Undermakts, undermakts, undermakts språk

Overall Meaning

The song "Radio" by Von Benzo is a commentary on the music industry and the power of fame. The lyrics talk about the idea that if you're not on the radio, you don't exist. It's a reflection of how society measures success and fame, as if these are the only things that matter. The artist seems to be addressing someone, perhaps a former friend, who had a way with words and knew how to navigate the industry. They're lamenting the fact that this person isn't getting the recognition they deserve, and questioning why it's so hard for people to see the talent that's right in front of them.

The chorus repeats the phrase "you don't exist" several times, emphasizing the idea that if you're not famous, you're nothing. The second verse introduces the idea that the artist and their friends are high, which could be interpreted as a way of coping with the pressure and stress of trying to make it in the music industry. The talking interlude is a frustrated rant directed at someone who is trying to control or judge the artist, telling them to mind their own business and questioning their authority. The song ends with a repetition of the lyrics "we all know that you're the reason why," suggesting that the corruption and superficiality of the music business is to blame for the lack of recognition for talented artists.

Line by Line Meaning

I thought of you down on Melrose
I reminisced about you on Melrose street

Cause you always knew what to say
Because you had the gift of gab

Oh my God, they didn't get it
Oh my God, they didn't comprehend

Why is it so hard to see
Why is it so difficult to recognize

Or is it just me
Or is it just me who doesn't understand

You don't exist, you don't exist
You're non-existent, you're non-existent

If you're not on the radio
Unless you're on the radio

And even if I try
And even if I attempt

All my friends are high
All my friends are under the influence

You know the reason why
You know why

So now we seem to get rollin'
So now we appear to be successful

Just how we don't go a stray
Without deviation from our course

Why is it just me
Why is it only me who doesn't comprehend

And even if I try, yeah
And even if I attempt, yeah

All my friends are high, aahoohooh
All my friends are under the influence, aahoohooh

And even you deny, deny it all the same
And even if you deny, you deny it all the same

We all know, we all know
We're all aware, we're all aware

That you're the reason why
That you're the cause

I'm not your dad
I'm not your father

Not you brother
Not your brother

I'm not your cousin
I'm not your cousin

And I'm sure as shit ain't your guidance counselor
And I'm definitely not your guidance counselor

I'm not your fucking teacher
I'm not your damn teacher

Or your friendly neighbourhood police officer
Or your friendly neighborhood police officer

You don't own me
You don't possess me

You don't even know me, man
You don't even know me, man

Mind your own God damn business, punk
Mind your own business, punk

Det man nu gör, det är att plåga människor. Plåga en nation, för att förödmjuka den.
What they're doing now is tormenting people. Tormenting a nation to humiliate it.

Tvinga den till underkastelse. Undermakts, undermakts, undermakts språk
Forcing it to submit. The language of the powerless, the language of the powerless, the language of the powerless.

Contributed by Riley W. Suggest a correction in the comments below.

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