Lyrics
tin can sound and a dead-eyed crowd, can turn a sane man crazy and a crazy man sad, i can fight with the best, but i can only go so many rounds, and that's grounds for separation, preparation for better things, gonna grow a new set of wings, and fly away, robot action, conditioned response, manufacture feeling like the tool and die, i can turn it on but i'm holding back the guarantee, and that's grounds for separation, preparation for better things, gonna grow a new set of wings, and fly away, music, it's my life and i've got it in me, but isn't it a bit like oxygen, 'cause too much will make you high, but not enough will make you die, so i gotta keep it under control
Song details
Artist: hall & oates