Coulda been a lawyer, a fireman

Engineer in cairo, ambassador to japan

Instead im stretched here, fire pit underneath

Steel strings bound my body, this metal grill to my teeth

In 20 seconds, can you scream something for us

And in 6 seconds arrive at the chorus?

Cue smoke, flash lights, enter the fountain of youth

You can sell us anything but the truth

I am confused about "give peace a chance"

How much was music, how much makeup and dance?

Peace is a product someone plants in your head

Welcome to the state of music, population: spoon-fed

I entered the minefield, armed with something simple i wrote

But one of the three songs on radio exploded down my throat

A little bit queasy from the shrapnel i ate

Would it be too much to ask for a little soul on my plate?

What an adorable artistic dream

Now everybody taste the machine

Industry's changed, it's not our fault

Can i pass you the sensory assualt?

Thank you dolores for inspiring me

Thank you to lisa for your pure melody

In awe of joni and the words she commands

Breathtaking fingerwork from both ani's hands

Tracy for run- run- run- run- running and hope

The irish goddess whose voice rivaled the pope

So how the hell to fill the asics on me?

If i dont know who i am, everyone will tell me