Begin the day with a friendly voice, a companion unobtrusive

Plays that 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

Invisible airwaves crackle with life

Bright antenae 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.

One likes to believe in the freedom of music

But glittering prizes and endless compromises shatter the illusion of integrity

Invisible airwaves crackle with life

Bright antenae bristle with the energy

Emotional feedback, on timeless wavelength

Bearing a gift beyond price - almost free

"For the words of the profits were written on the studio wall and concert hall

And echoes with the sound of salesmen."