Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Well, down in Vault 111, the clock don't move,
The hands just freeze like the world's in a groove.
Outside, the sun's a sickly glow,
But the radio plays a sweet, old show.
[Chorus]
Oh, Wasteland Radio, play it for me,
A swingin' tune 'midst the debris.
With ghouls in the dust and the Nuka fizz,
I dance to forget the way things is.
[Verse 2]
On the road, them Super Mutants hum,
A lonesome blues 'bout the days to come.
My Pip-Boy shines, but it ain't got no answers,
Just a rockabilly beat for my last dance, partner.
[Chorus]
Oh, Wasteland Radio, play it for me,
A big band sound in this wasteland sea.
With the Brotherhood marchin' and the caps in my hand,
I smile just to keep from goin' mad.
[Bridge]
If life's a short fuse, I'll sing it loud,
With a doo-wop harmony, proud and proud.
In the desert, hope's just a melody,
On Diamond City Radio, I'll follow the key.
[Final Chorus]
Oh, Wasteland Radio, never say die,
A joyful blues 'neath the atomic sky.
Through the ash and the ruins, I'll find my way,
With a sweet, sweet rhythm to end my day.