The Land Created Me. I'm Wild And

Fame It's Like... When You Look Through A Window, Say You Pass A Little Pub, Or An Inn. You Look Through The Window And You See People Talking And Carrying On. You,can Watch Outside The Window And See Them All Being Very Real With Each Other. But When You Walk Into The Room, It's Over. I Don't Pay Any Attention To It.

The Truth Is Far From You, So You Know You Got To Lie. Then You're All The Time Defending What You Can Never Justify.

The Only Sound That's Left After The Ambulances Go Is Cinderella Sweeping Up On Desolation Row.

Stay Free Of Petty Jealousies, Live By No Man's Code, And Hold Your Judgment For Yourself, Lest You Wind Up On This Road.

...don't Criticize What You Can't Understand, Your Sons And Your Daughters Are Beyond Your Command.