All you seekers of the truth
You really wouldn't have a clue
Memories of misspent youth
The lines are drawn in black and blue
Soon there'll be a time
When the world will lose its mind
Many will call your name
And as the world of wheels go round
I check into another town and
The company of strangers
Who worship machines
That steal all their dreams
Its a strange old world
Same chords throughout. I don't think the bridge is completely right,