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THERE'S A MAN, AND FROM HIS GREAT BIG, COMFY CHAIR,
HE TELLS YOU WHAT TO FEEL, AND WHAT TO FEAR.
IN THE CLUTCHES OF FOUR LETTERS IN THE AIR,
IT MAKES IT HARD FOR ME TO FILL YOUR EARS.

AND, THERE'S A BAND, PLAYIN' EVERYWHERE AT ONCE
KNOWS HALF A MILLION SONGS, BUT NEVER WROTE A WORD. NOT A WORD.
HERE I STAND, SEEKING BALANCE HIGH ABOVE,
THE SAFETY NET OF EVERYTHING YOU'VE HEARD.

A VICIOUS CYCLE,
SPINS AROUND THE DISC THAT SPINS AROUND.
WON'T STOP LONG ENOUGH TO LET ME ON.

IF I COULD CHANGE YOUR MIND, THEN I COULD CHANGE THE WORLD.
BUT, I'D HAVE TO CHANGE THE WORLD, TO CHANGE YOUR MIND.
IF I COULD HELP YOU HEAR, THEN I COULD CALM YOUR FEAR.
BUT, I'D HAVE TO CALM YOUR FEAR, TO HELP YOU HEAR.

HERE YE, HERE YE, DISCIPLES OF THE RADIO GODS.
THE MUSIC YOU HEAR NOW HAS BEEN APPROVED.
IT'S SAFE TO GROOVE.

A VICIOUS CYCLE,
SPINS AROUND THE DISC THAT SPINS AROUND.
WON'T STOP LONG ENOUGH TO LET ME ON.

IF I COULD CHANGE YOUR MIND, THEN I COULD CHANGE THE WORLD.
BUT, I'D HAVE TO CHANGE THE WORLD, TO CHANGE YOUR MIND.
IF I COULD HELP YOU HEAR, THEN I COULD CALM YOUR FEAR.
BUT, I'D HAVE TO CALM YOUR FEAR, TO HELP YOU HEAR.

HEAR.