Interpret:

Deep Purple

Album:

Purpendicular

Wake up in the morning 
Get into bed 
closing my eyes 
I rest my head 


There is no arrangement 
No time no place 
It's gone in the wind 
and left no trace 


Who can say, 
maybe or whatever. 
It's up to you 
You know you can 
trust me 
I'll make it up to you 


You move with the action 
You loosen my strings 
Your fingers 
can smooth out my jangles 
and all those things 


Grease on the handle 
and the tangles 
in my hair 
They always seem 
to go together 
I don't care