Imagination - Todd Rundgren
I am what I am  that's all that I am
I tell myself
I have no demands  I don't have a plan
To sell myself
Every day's the same old song
And over and over and over and over
And over and over and over and over
Go along and get along
And over and over and over and over
And over and over and over and over
Nothing's ever right or wrong
What is hell  The same old smell
The same old situation
No imagination
No imagination
Whatever life brings  eventually things
Will just work out
Whenever they don't  I certainly won't
Be found about
Every new year I resolve
And over and over and over and over
And over and over and over and over
Never gotten past day twelve
And over and over and over and over
And over and over and over and over
Just a problem I can't solve
What is hell  The same old smell
The same old situation
No imagination
I am what I am  that's all that I am
I tell myself
And over and over and over and over
And over and over and over and over
What is death  The train has left
And you're still in the station
No imagination
I am what I am  that's all that I am
I tell myself
And over and over and over and over
And over and over and over and over
What is hell  The same old smell
The same old situation
No imagination
I am what I am  that's all that I am
I tell myself
And over and over and over and over
And over and over and over and over
I tell myself
I tell myself
And over and over and over and over
And over and over and over and over
I tell myself
I tell myself
And over and over and over and over
And over and over and over and over
I tell myself