Unlock the door of this room
A thumb for singers when they go out of tune
Or the release of a big coming soon
Compose the core of it's delusion

Presuming they'll reach the headlines
By drinking lots of coffee
Waking early
Sleeping late
Giving orders
Telling jokes
But no one likes it anyway

Find a wife now for you
Who would sing every time for you
Maybe she'll never let you down

She won't you leave you alone with the studio song
So don't leave her alone with the studio song

Unlock my head, I left the building
But the strain still remains for it's last breath
A misplaced estrangement stops the engines
Unable to get back I gave a big laugh

Expecting for than to react helpfully
But when you protest they don't understand
So you explain again
The concept, it ain't no art
And you don't have the face
To assume that you're not good on it