You're the hole in my umbrella. The soaking wet behind my ears. The bloodstain on my name. The same disease I've had for years. If I went to see the doctor.
Sweet 70's innovation. Holds the golden key to my inspiration. Free 70s generation. It's in the air I breathe at this elevation. Music now, was music then.
Broken into pieces. My disease is. That I care.. About the world, and the people living in the world.. Show me pictures of starving children. I get angry, then change the station.