Once You Think You Know The Song,

You Can't Be Happy By Doing Something Groovy.

This Land Is Your Land And This Land Is My Land, Sure, But The World Is Run By Those That Never Listen To Music Anyway.

The Radio Makes Hideous Sounds.

Yes, To Dance Beneath The Diamond Sky With One Hand Waving Free, Silhouetted By The Sea, Circled By The Circus Sands

If There's An Original Thought Out There, I Could Use One Right Now.