With Only One Thing In Common, They

I Think I'm Going To Katmandu, That's Really, Really Where I'm Going To

To A Brighter Light, To A Promised Land, You Can Feel The Power, Of The Master's Hand.

I Guess I Lost My Way, There Were So Many Roads. I Was Living To Run, And Running To Live, Never Worried About Paying Or Even How Much I Owed.

It Went On Yesterday And It's Going On Tonight, Somewhere There's Somebody Ain't Treatin' Somebody Right.

It's The Age Of Reason For The Anarchist.