Sheltered Reality – Where Do You Live lyrics

[Intro:]
Get into the groove...
Boy, you've got to prove...

[Verse:]
Rich poor nothing more
Where do you live?
Sun rain climate control
Where do you live?
Threadbare ready to wear
Where do you live?
North south east west here or there
Where do you live?

[Chorus:]
I can ask and never know
Your character from yes or no
I pretend to understand
The clues you give
You guide my hand
Tell me this is just a game
Feel you here... What is your name?
You who lives inside my mind
A face for you I'll never find...

[Verse 2:]
Over under sidewalk grate
Where do you live?
Swimming pool private gate
Where do you live?
Smith Jones Have Have-nots
Where do you live?
Boy girl woman man old young
Where do you live?

[Chorus:]
I can ask and never know
Your character from yes or no
I pretend to understand
The clues you give
You guide my hand
Tell me this is just a game
Feel you here... What is your name?
You who lives inside my mind
A face for you I'll never find...

[Verse 3:]
Gold silver gem stone
Where do you live?
Tin can worn bone
Where do you live?
Plentiful penniless
Where do you live?
True false beginning end life death
Where do you live?

[Bridge:]
Where you live?
A place you call your own
But for some
A place they'll never know...
What they do
In the name of getting by
It's enough to make you stand up
Stand up and cry!

[Chorus, Part 1]
I can ask and never know
Your character from yes or no
I pretend to understand
The clues you give
You guide my hand

[Hook:]
Get into the groove
Boy, you've got to prove
Your love to me... Yeah...
Get up on your feet
Yeah, step to the beat
Boy, what will it be?
Get into the groove
Boy, you've got to prove
Your love to me...
Get up on your feet
Yeah, step to the beat
Boy, what will it be?

[Chorus, Part 2]
Tell me this is just a game
Feel you here... What is your name?
You who lives inside my mind
A face for you I'll never find...

[Outro Hook]
Get into the groove
Boy, you've got to prove
Your love to me... Yeah...
Get up on your feet
Yeah, step to the beat
Boy, what will it be?