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


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