Lletres: Hall & Oates. Grounds for Separation.

Tin can sound and a dead-eyed crowd
Can turn a sane man crazy and a crazy man sad
I can fight with the best
But I can only go so many round

And that's grounds for separation
Preparation for better things
Gonna grow a new set of wings
And fly away

Robot action, conditioned response
Manufacture feeling like the Tool and Die
I can turn it on
But I'm holding back the guarantee

And that's grounds for separation
Preparation for better things
Gonna grow a new set of wings
And fly away

Music, it's my life and I've got it in me
But isn't it a bit like oxygen
'Cause too much will make you high
But not enough will make you die

Isn't it a bit like oxygen
'Cause too much will make you high
But not enough will make you die
Make you die
So I gotta keep it under control

And that's grounds for separation
Preparation for better things
Gonna grow a new set of wings
And fly away

I want to fly
Gonna fly away
I'm gonna fly away
Gonna fly
I'm gonna fly away

I'm gonna fly fly away
Fly away
I'm gonna fly
Fly away
Fly away
I'm gonna fly away