In the beginning by Moody Blues
First Man: I think, I think I am, therefore I am, I think.
Establishment: Of course you are my bright little star,
Pretty files of your forefather's fruit
and now to suit our
You're magnetic ink.
First Man: I'm more than that, I know I am, at least, I think I must be.
Inner Man: There you go man, keep as cool as you can.
It riles them to believe
that you perceive
the web they weave
And keep on thinking free.