"I need wiiiiiiiiiide open spaces..." and then blahty, blahty, blahty.
I hang on to that little riff in my head because I swear they are singing about my childhood. I had gaps between my teeth, my mouth hung open most of the time, and I seemed to embody the term 'vacant eyed stare'. I'd like to say these appearances had something to do with me being so smart I couldn't comprehend daily life. Sadly, the truth is, I just had a lot of wide open spaces.
Evidence:
How did I even survive childhood?
