Look at this room full of neat stuff
can you tell me how much stuff is enough?
wouldn't you think I"m the guy
guy who has everything?

Look at this room, treasures untold
how much equipment
can one bedroom hold?

Lookin' around here you'd think
'Sure, he's got everything'

I've got gadgets and gizmos aplenty
I've got whozits and whatzits galore
You want reverb machines?
I've got twenty
But who cares?
No big deal
I want more

I wanna play at KPFA
I wanna be
wanna be there mixin'
playin' around with those
what do you call them?
Oh, carts!

I wanna be up there by the Bay
I've got some shows that I'm fixin' up now
mixin' it up with that hip crowd
of liberal farts

Wanna be there
cuz they don't care
what kind of crap
that you put on the air
simple and free
wish I could be
part of that world

What would I give
if I could live out of this bedroom
think that I might
just spend a night
right on the air

Bet you up there
they let you swear
there's no delay on KPFA
bright young DJ's
in their PJ's
say what they may

They have so much fun at the studio
punchin' in callers and cue-ing records
talkin' so much on their what's the word
mike

Bet you I'd like
to take a hike
or even ride up there
on my bike

I could be me
and I could be
part of that world