Lyrics: Lex Zaleta. No Place Like Home. The Question Song.

What'll I do today?
What'll I do today?
I spend all of my time
Just making up my mind,
Walking down that lonesome highway.
Walking down that lonesome highway.

What'll I say today?
What'll I say today?
To a nation on the run,
Information with a gun,
Surfing on that super highway.
Surfing on that super highway.

What'll I see today?
What'll I see today?
Dissension in the ranks,
Heroes standing before tanks,
Falling down on freedom's highway.
Falling down on freedom's highway.

What do I hear today?

What do I hear today?
It's the rhetoric of hate
Served on hundred-dollar plates,
Traveling on the Great White Way.
Traveling on the Great White Way.

What'll I be today?
What'll I be today?
A writer of songs,
Or a righter of wrongs?
Riding that divided highway.
Riding that divided highway.

What'll I do today?
What'll I do today?
I spend all of my time
Just making up my mind,
Walking down that lonesome highway.
Walking down that lonesome highway.