Lone Wolf Radio

In the Mojave wasteland where the geckoes roamed
There's a single signal who makes this place its home
Just south of Goodsprings, we're a time all alone
On a bus trailer, and they call it
The Lone Wolf Radio
Radio

(Now come on, while I have to tell you something about that place!)

Don't you go on around this zone
You'll end up on the other end of a gun
And you'll end up not knowing where to go
And not knowing where to run

There's something there
Beware!
There's something in its history
The words spell it clearly

Everyone is gone
I am all alone
Let it go
The Lone Wolf Radio
Radio