Information

Where do you get your information?

Is the writing on the wall?

Where do you get your information?

From the phone booth in the hall?

Where do you get your facts and figures?

Is it written in the sand?

Where do you get your facts and figures?

From the lines across your hand? No way!

I've got my suspicions but I've got nothing to prove

I've got nothing to hide and I've got nothing to lose

You say you don't need my religion

You don't need the things I say

You're happy doing your thing

You don't want to walk my way

Well to me it's all so simple

But to you it's all so strange

You say you're happy doing your thing

And you're much too old, too old to change

I've got my suspicions but I've got nothing to prove

I've got nothing to hide and I've got nothing to lose

SOLO - Chorus Twice