I say a what what, to the rocks shaped like rocks, and to the air smelling like elephant cheese

Oh please oh please, totally request live radio station.
Air me Air me! Shoot me into the Air!
I wanna ride on those poorly drawn squiggles kids would call radio waves!
Seep into your into your transistor radio
Get pulled and pinched, thrown and battered
Then i'll drip through the speaker mesh and ooze into the room space
Knock your diaphragm up and squeeze your lungs all bare.

Because i can move you.