Today I won fifty bucks on the radio
I hate to be the one to tell you so
'Cause the songs that I named were just stitches in time
But I'm happy to report that not one of them was mine

I'm a bitter man don't you know?
So don't say that I never warned you so

Now come hear because you're close
To the flame by which I roast
In the fire I tire of course
Of your complainin' about my trainin' to boast

So back off with your worthless grind
'Cause I have finally made up my mind
So here's a toast to the radio
And the souls that are sold to make it so

I'm a bitter man don't you know?
So don't say that I never warned you so

Now come hear because you're close
To the flame by which I roast
In the fire I tire of course
Of your complainin' about my trainin' to boast

I'm a bitter man don't you know?
So don't say that I never warned you so

Now come hear because you're close
To the flame by which i roast
In the fire I tire of course
Of your complainin' about my trainin' to boast
To boast