I can’t find the words to write these days, but Mary meant more to me than I’ve ever realized. From Laura Petrie to Mary Richards to Ordinary People to Broadway Barks – she was always my idol and angel, my pretend television mom and the women I aspired to be.
Rest in Peace, Mary.
Found on Google Search. Apologies for not crediting, but I couldn’t find who did this picture.
The Devil’s Radio – by George Harrison
Gossip, gossip
Gossip, gossipI heard it in the night
Words that thoughtless speak
Like vultures swooping down below
On the devil’s radioI hear it through the day
Airwaves gettin’ filled
With gossip broadcast to and fro
On the devil’s radioOh yeah, gossip
Gossip, oh yeahHe’s in the clubs and bars
And never turns it down
Talking about what he don’t know
On the devil’s radioHe’s in your TV set
Won’t give it a rest
That soul betraying so and so
The devil’s radioGossip, gossip
Gossip, gossip
(Oh yeah) gossip, (gossip) oh yeah
(Gossip) oh yeah, (oh yeah) gossipIt’s white and black like industrial waste
Pollution of the highest degree
You wonder why I don’t hang out much
I wonder how you can’t seeHe’s in the films and songs
And on all your magazines
It’s everywhere that you may go
The devil’s radioOh yeah, gossip
Gossip, oh yeahRuns thick and fast, no one really sees
Quite what bad it can do
As it shapes you into something cold
Like an Eskimo iglooIt’s all across our lives
Like a weed it’s spread
’till nothing else has space to grow
The devil’s radioCan creep up in the dark
Make us hide behind shades
And buzzing like a dynamo
The devil’s radiooh yeah
(Gossip) gossip, (gossip) gossip
Oh yeah, gossip I heard you on the secret wireless
Gossip, oh yeah You know the devil’s radio, child
Gossip, gossip
Gossip, gossipWritten by George Harrison • Copyright © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc, The Bicycle Music Company, Peermusic Publishing
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