Snake Ate My Radio

Well, here I sit all on mine own
Chewing on some old chicken bones
He popped right up, out of the ground
That old snake ate my radio
He slithered right on up to me
Tickled my ear, just as you please
He licked his snakey lips
That old snake ate my radio
They say rock and roll won’t save your soul
I don’t know nothing about no soul
I don’t have to worry about it anyway
‘Cause that old snake ate my radio
Well, the only news that I get now
Comes from inside the snake, you know low down
And I hear it when he opens up his mouth
That old snake ate my radio
I only hear what he wants me to hear
The rest of the time it ain’t real clear
I think there’s something he doesn’t want me to hear
That old snake ate my radio
They say rock and roll won’t save your soul
I don’t know nothing about all that
I don’t have to worry about it anyway
‘Cause that old snake ate my radio
I don’t know why the snake ate my radio
He’s got a taste for static, tubes, and your local weather
Lock your doors and pull them shades
That old snake will eat your radio
He’s got an endless appetite for radios now
Anything noisy that hisses a lot
Look out now, we got some dead air
That old snake will eat your radio
They say rock and roll won’t save your soul
I don’t know nothing about your soul
It doesn’t matter anyhow
That old snake will eat your radio
He ate every radio in the whole world
All of them, every single radio
He ate ‘em all, there ain’t a radio left
I went to him and I said
Mister snake, what you gonna do now you ate all them radios
He said, get ready boy, get ready
Cause next I’m coming for your banjo