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