I hear the ringing of the telephone. No one's home and none of you can reach me. I'm alone and I feel fine. There's nothing anyone can sell to me. Nothing new, none of you can teach me.
No one knows the way. (Which way the wind is gonna blow my mind). Another day has slipped away. (And I have wasted so much time goes by). . I feel like I'm floating out in space.
I saw her bus come down a little subway street. She played a gypsy song with a three four beat. And when I heard her voice. She gave me vertigo. . She was a Cold War kid, yeah, from East Berlin.
Sittin' here in your room. I've been listenin' to the freeway and the moon. Shinin' through. Broken windows, I've been waitin' for ya singin'. . Louie Louie, Louie Louie.
When I was a boy. I could not stand the silence. I needed the noise. I was underage and overjoyed. Changing my ways. But there's so many ways to change.