Nothing Can Affect My Voice, It's So

All The People We Used To Know, They're An Illusion To Me Now.

Madonna, She Still Has Not Showed, We See This Empty Cage Now Corrode, Where Her Cape Of The Stage Once Had Flowed, The Fiddler He Now Steps To The Road, On The Back Of The Fish Truck That Loads, While My Conscience Explodes.

Every Day Your Memory Grows Dimmer - It Doesn't Haunt Me Like It Did Before.

In This Age Of Fiberglass, I'm Searching For A Gem.

The Corporations Have Taken Over. Even In The Recording Studio. Actually, The Corporate Companies Have Taken Over American Life Most Everywhere. Go Coast To Coast And You Will See People Wearing The Same Clothes, Thinking The Same Thoughts, Eating The Same Food. Everything Is Processed.