Each night it's Susie's turn to ride
And looking at me greedily, said, "It's 1964"
Susan and her brother, Charles the grinning boy
Just getting ready, then it was time
Oh yeah
Each night it's Susie's turn to ride
While Charles, the one they call her brother
While Charles, the one they call her brother
Murmurs in the background, "It will be time"
Kingdoms of the radio, 45 RPM
Dominance, submission, radios appear
Dominance, submission, radios appear
Each night the covers were unfolded
Midnight was the barrier, back in 1963
In Times Square now people do the polka
Dominance, submission, radios appear
Covers on his eyes
From year to year we looked out for the venture
Each night the covers were unfolded
Covers on his eyes
"It's past midnight", said Charles the grinning boy
Put me in the backseat and they took me for a ride
Dominance, submission, radios appear
Too much revolution, then
War page in my figures, radios appear
We took you up and we put you in the back seat
This New Year's Eve was the final barrier
Yeah, the radio was on, can't you dig the locomotion
I spent ten years, half my life
Murmurs in the background, "It will be time"
