So i start a revolution from my bed, cos you said the brains i have went to my head step outside the summertime'r in bloom, stan up besides the firplace. Take that look from off your face cos you aint ever gonna burnt my heart out. [...] Take me to the place where you go, where nobody know if its night or day, plase don't put your life in the hands of a rock & roll wh'll throw it all away.