Thru the speakers, and thru the walls
my sounds will travel in spite of it all
to the bunkers of my fake brick walls
pray sister Mary I can keep my control

for once, or maybe twice, I was in my prime

the best are made from these
that's what I say to put my mind at ease
the saddest songs are wrote in minor keys
like Johnny Marr I want my please please please

cancel the meetings, blacklist them all
my sounds will travel in spite of it all