In a library of fools
 Where spectators hang their sense
 It's alright - it's alright - yeah

 In abeyance with the rules
 The only sound is from the books they read
 And it's alright - it's alright - yeah
 A tide of emotion that's supposed to show
 If you surrender to me

 At the tiny corporation
 That's made of blood - sweat and tears
 It's alright - it's alright - yeah

 They cover every complication
 That happens every year
 And it's alright - it's alright - yeah

 A tide of emotion...