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.