Thru the speakers, and thru the walls my sounds will travel in spite of it all to the bunkers of my fake brick walls pray sister Mary I can keep my control
for once, or maybe twice, I was in my prime
the best are made from these that's what I say to put my mind at ease the saddest songs are wrote in minor keys like Johnny Marr I want my please please please
cancel the meetings, blacklist them all my sounds will travel in spite of it all