I'm begging you - make my mind a radio you can listen to. Crystal clear stereophonics, and a dial the entire world can tune into. All you'll need is an Ultra Fine Point Sharpie, your antenna to my reality. Passion does exist in this old mug of a brain, and tears do rain from these thoughts. The ultimate reality show for you hungry secretaries. I'll be the talk of the cubicle and the hit at the office- a house hold name. Just watch out... you might start to think just like me. And that's a revolution the world doesnt need.
Lyrics submitted by A Vacant Andy