Air 164 - Scanners

Another dog day, a crystal memory

Another broken body aching for recovery

Another road kill, another pantomime

With the city slicker jitters as the NASDAQ index flickers

They’re gonna start charging for the air that you breathe

So love your neighbor and love your enemy

But don’t you do it in a place where anyone can see

So won’t you lay down and spend some time with me

Well, I’m hoping that you’re joking

I always thought that love was free

They’re gonna start charging for the air that you breathe

In the spotlight, new aristocracy

Why send a middleman to come and get a piece of me?

Black Jacks, blasting caps, Billy clubs and baseball bats

BB guns and acrobats, a pure emotion body lotion

They’re gonna start charging for the air that you breathe