Graham Nash

You came over here with wild tales from the East
About the floods that are rushing 'round your door
About your old lady who up and walked away from your feast,
So you flew your bike over Highway 1
You were lucky to land on your feet
And you started crying 'cause you bent the key,
But it was your lady that landed underneath.
And it is alright
Take it as it comes
You will find a way
To get there.
So tell me your company's being reviewed,