Sympathy
Sympathy just doesn't mean that much to me
Compassion's not the fashion in my mind
And if you're lookin' for a shoulder to cry on, don't turn your head my way
'Cause I'd rather have my music any day
Aah, yeah
You and I are masters of our destiny
We look for consolation all the time
Until we find out things are not what they were meant to be, oh no
And if it doesn't suit our mood we'll call it crime
Oh
Dedication's not an obligation
Or a figment of someone's imagination
It's the only way, they say
To live from day to day
To make each passin' way a small sensation
Dreams are the possession of the simple man
Reality the fantasy of youth
But livin' is a problem that is common to us all
With love the only common road to truth
Yeah
Dedication's not an obligation
Or a figment of someone's imagination
It's the only way, they say
To live from day to day
To make each passin' way a small sensation
Oh, yeah
Dedication's not an obligation
Or a figment of someone's imagination
It's the only way, they say
To live from day to day
To make each passin' way a small sensation
Ah, ha-ha
Ah, ha-ha
Ah, ha, ha-ha
Ah, ha-ha
Ah, ha-ha
Ah, ha, ha-ha
Compassion's not the fashion in my mind
And if you're lookin' for a shoulder to cry on, don't turn your head my way
'Cause I'd rather have my music any day
Aah, yeah
You and I are masters of our destiny
We look for consolation all the time
Until we find out things are not what they were meant to be, oh no
And if it doesn't suit our mood we'll call it crime
Oh
Dedication's not an obligation
Or a figment of someone's imagination
It's the only way, they say
To live from day to day
To make each passin' way a small sensation
Dreams are the possession of the simple man
Reality the fantasy of youth
But livin' is a problem that is common to us all
With love the only common road to truth
Yeah
Dedication's not an obligation
Or a figment of someone's imagination
It's the only way, they say
To live from day to day
To make each passin' way a small sensation
Oh, yeah
Dedication's not an obligation
Or a figment of someone's imagination
It's the only way, they say
To live from day to day
To make each passin' way a small sensation
Ah, ha-ha
Ah, ha-ha
Ah, ha, ha-ha
Ah, ha-ha
Ah, ha-ha
Ah, ha, ha-ha
Credits
Writer(s): Ken Hensley
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