Captain Ghoul woke up with the sunrise glow, Dust on the window and a cracklin' radio. Coffee in a tin cup, boots on the floor, He's got songs to play and stories to pour.
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He's the voice of the wasteland, through static and steel, Spinnin' them records with a country feel. From the fallout dawn 'til the night comes through, It's Captain Ghoul on the air for you.
Turnin' them dials, stackin' old tapes, Broadcastin' love through a world that's scraped.
Laughin' through scars, singin' the blues, Every outlaw knows it's Captain Ghoul's news.Chorus:
He's the voice of the wasteland, through static and steel, Spinnin' them records with a country feel. From the fallout dawn 'til the night comes through, It's Captain Ghoul on the air for you.
And when the night falls, the stars shine dim, The whole damn wasteland still tunes in. 'Cause hope rides the waves in that cracklin' sound, Captain Ghoul's station's the best place around.