With this microphone,
We can rock and roll
Or we can change the world.
With these instruments,
We can lose ourselves
Or we can grow our minds.
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''All men dream but not equally.
Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds
Wake in the day to find that it was vanity;
But the dreamers of the day are dangerous men,
For they may act their dreams with open eyes to make it possible.''
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With this microphone,
We can share our minds
Or be subject to mainstream.
With these strings in hand,
Your life starts to bend,
And we can show them other worlds.
We can rock and roll
Or we can change the world.
With these instruments,
We can lose ourselves
Or we can grow our minds.
****
''All men dream but not equally.
Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds
Wake in the day to find that it was vanity;
But the dreamers of the day are dangerous men,
For they may act their dreams with open eyes to make it possible.''
****
With this microphone,
We can share our minds
Or be subject to mainstream.
With these strings in hand,
Your life starts to bend,
And we can show them other worlds.