Lyrics:

Is That All America
bad Television, Living In Denial, I Know
'cause I Don't Wanna Know

wanna Run, Wanna Fly
let My Illusions Take Me Through The Night
it's Alright, Wanna Be The Light

i Was Born In A Cardboard Box
new York City, 1963
poetry Readings And Bohemians
now Inspiration Floats Around Me Like A Cloud, So Loud
i Can Hear You Sing Like An Angel

merilee, Merilee, She Takes Forever
but She's Always Laughing, Laughing About Anything
i Could Be So Happy
as Long As My Friends Are Hangin' Around Me

are We All Fast Food And No Introspection
all Done With Mirrors, But No Real Reflection
i Wanna Live In My Own Little World
where Inspiration Floats Around Me Like A Cloud, So Loud
i Can Hear You Sing Like An Angel

naivete'...this World Is Lost On Me
naivete'...i Don't Wanna Know Anyway

i Always Pictured My Life This Way
as Two Women Order Their Chardonnay
sitting Alone In Some Dirty Cafe
where Inspiration Floats Around Me Like A Cloud, So Loud
i Can Hear You Sing Like An Angel