Begin the day with a friendly voice,
 [bad word] [bad word] 
Plays the song that's so elusive
And the magic music makes your morning mood.

Off on your way, hit the open road,
There is magic at your fingers
For the Spirit ever lingers,
Undemanding contact in your happy solitude.

 [bad word] 
Invisible airwaves crackle with life
Bright antennae bristle with the energy
Emotional feedback on timeless wavelength
Bearing a gift beyond price, almost free

All this machinery making modern music
Can still be open-hearted.
Not so coldly charted
It's really just a question of your honesty, yeah,
Your honesty.
One likes to believe in the freedom of music,
But glittering prizes and [bad word] 
Shatter the illusion of integrity.

 [bad word] 

For the words of the profits were written on the studio wall,
Concert hall
And echoes with the sounds of salesmen.