There’s so many pathways that lead to the heart The records were letters, the wrong place to start So devoid of expression I can tell at a glance Stripped at face value we can glide into trance On the freeway so dark in the heat of this night We can tune in on them if the frequency’s right These words are so dull, though, the records were letters from hundred to millions, the wrong place to start Though it’s easy to hear the message through song Something will give if they carry on I’m stripped of self-virtue, that can’t be too smart Should’ve stayed locked away, the cure can’t be far The cure can’t be far, should’ve stayed locked away Smash up the radio, that’s enough for one day These words are so? dull, though, the records were letters from hundred to millions, the wrong place to start