He sat up in his open window, looking quietly down at the path
A firefly flew in his room and flew right out again
Down jumped the prince, and he went again to find his radio
Magic transistor radio
Glowing magic transistor radio
Glowing magic transistor radio
Glowing magic transistor radio
As he made his way, he could hear something once again
There was that transistor up on the same tree
Then, from inside of it came a strange voice
Writer(s): Brian Douglas Wilson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
