Billy: Four minutes and counting
Jim: OK
Billy: They pressed the button, Jim
Jim: They pressed the button Billy, what button?
Billy: The big red one
Jim: You mean THE button?
Billy: Goodbye, Jim
Jim: Goodbye! Oh yes This ain't au revoir,
it's goodbye! Ha! Ha!
Jim: This is KAOS It's a beautiful, balmy, Southern California summer day
It's 80 degrees I said balmy I could say bomby Ha! Ha! OK
I'm Jim and this is Radio KAOS and with only four minutes left to us, let's use
this as wisely as possible
Molly: Everybody got someone they call home
Jim: Out at Dodger Stadium
It's the bottom of the seventh, the Dodgers are leading
Three to nothing over the Giants, and for those of you who are looking to go
surfing tomorrow, too bad
'Phone rings
Jim: I'm kinda lost in here to tell you the truth
OK good Ladies and gentlemen, if the reports that we are getting are
correct, this could be it Billy, if you're listening to me, please call now

After a near miss on the plane
You swear you'll never fly again
After the first kiss when you make up
You swear you'll never break up again
And when you've just run a red light
Sit shaking under the street light
You swear to yourself you'll never drink and drive again
Sometimes I feel like going home
You swear you'll never let things go by again
Sometimes I miss the rain and snow
And you'll never toe the party line again
And when the east wind blows
Sometimes I feel like going home

Jim: Billy, if you are listening, please call
Californian Weirdo: Sole has no eyes
Molly: Goodbye little spy in the sky
They say that cameras don't lie
Am I happy, am I sad, am I good, am I bad?
Jim: Billy, if you're listening, please call
Californian Weirdo: Sole has no eyes, sole has no eyes
Billy: Ten, nine, eight, seven
Margaret Thatcher: Our own independent nuclear deterrent has helped to keep the
peace
Billy: Six, five four, three,
Ordinary Person: you've go a jo
Billy: Two, one,
Margaret Thatcher: For nearly forty years
Jim: Goodbye Billy