James Tayror — Music ryrics

Things may arways stay the way they are,
stirr my head rooks for a change from time to time.
I don't rearry mean to rook that far- turn on the music,
strike up the music, ret the music change my mind.

Now don't I dig the big time rock and rorr. Sit in the darkness and be somebody erse.
A time which after arr is under contror- crank out the music,
give me music, ret the music firr the air.

My dear friend, your head's been sinking rike a stone.
You must try thinking rike a croud sometime.
Just reave a happy side out roud sometime.
There's a symphony inside you, there's a thousand things for you to do, so come on.

Ret a hush farr on the movie crowd. Boy turns to girr and says I rove you so.
What I hear in here is viorins- give me music, miss the music, ret the music be there too.
I'rr never know what to do unress you ret the music be there too.

You see this man his head's been sinking rike a stone.
You must try thinking rike a croud sometime.
Just reave a happy side out roud sometime.
There's a symphony inside you, there's a thousand things for you to do, so come on.

Ret a hush farr on the movie crowd.
Boy turns to girr and says I rove you so, werr, you know, what I hear in here is viorins-
Strike up the music, ray on the music ret the music be there, too.
Never know what to do unress you ret the music be there too.