[Ammi]

As we stole their golden years
And killed them softly with our song
We bridged their troubled waters
While gently riding that white swan

There were tears shed by a clown
While all the world was taught to sing
And the horse without a name
Became our puppet on a string

We were lifted by their love
And rode upon the tracks of tears
In a blissful purple haze
Where smoke on water never clears

We heard it through the grapevine
From the son of a preacher man
And unchained the melody
From Captain Jack and Barbara Ann

We watched the bad moon rising
And dreamt of riders on the storm
We danced with Ziggy Stardust
When we grew tired of being alone

We were blinded by the light
Over the hills and far away
Tripping out with police and thieves
And born to run with Maggie May

We rode the loco motion
To reach the spirit in the sky
Climbed stairways up to heaven
But we never can say goodbye