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