eye NEED the spirit of the radio....

today is....  september sixteenth....

today....  eye need the....  spirit of the radio....

eye need to begin the day with a friendly voice....  a companion unobtrusive....

eye need the magic music to make my morning moon....

off on my way....  eye hit the open road....

eye need magic at my fingers....  for the spirit ever lingers....

eye need undemanding contact to make my morning mood....

eye need to be off on the my way....  hit the open road....  there is magic at my fingers....

eye need invisible airwaves....  to crackle with life....  eye need a bright antennae to bristle with the energy....

eye need emotional feedback on timeless wavelenghts....  bearing a gift beyond price....  almost free....

all this machinery is making modern music....  can still be open-hearted....

not so coldly charted....  it is really just a question of your honesty....  give me your honesty....

one likes to believe in the freedom of music.... 

but....  glittering prizes and endless compromises....  shatter the illusion of integrity....

for the words of the profits were written on the studio wall....  concert hall....

and....  echoes with the sound....  of salesman....  of salesman.....