Reseda+Timothy: I been runnin’ down the road, tryin’ to loosen my load, / got a world of trouble on my mind! / Lookin’ for a lover who won’t blow my cover — / she’s so-o-o hard to find!

He had it comin’ — he had it comin’! / He had only himself to blame! / If you’d’a been there — if you’d’a seen it — / I betcha you would have done the same!

. . . I must tear down the Wall and let it be / All I am, and all that I was ever meant to be / In harmony!

[Cleveland 70 miles]

Whooah, we’re halfway there! / Whoa-oh! Livin’ on a pra-ayer!