Scanners - Air 164 Lyrics
Another dog day, a crystal memoryAnother broken body aching for recoveryAnother road kill, another pantomimeWith the city slicker jitters as the NASDAQ index flickersThey're gonna start charging for the air that you breatheSo love your neighbor and love your enemyBut don't you do it in a place where anyone can seeSo won't you lay down and spend some time with meWell, I'm hoping that you're jokingI always thought that love was freeThey're gonna start charging for the air that you breatheIn the spotlight, new aristocracyWhy send a middleman to come and get a piece of me?Black Jacks, blasting caps, Billy clubs and baseball batsBB guns and acrobats, a pure emotion body lotionThey're gonna start charging for the air that you breathe