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I’ve been
Staring at the celling
Searching
For some word that rhymes with how im feeling
Someone feed the fishes
Someone clean my car
I cant keep up on the dishes
While i wish upon a star
Someone save my soul
I’m a slave to rock and roll

Please politicians, preachers pray
Give us wisdom, teach us
Right from wrong, oh yeah
I’m too busy trying to write a pop song

I’ve been
Chipping at this sculpture
Hoping
His gigantic hands will heal pop culture
Someone raise the wages,
Someone fight the fight,
I’ve been speaking with the sages
In the middle of the night.
Someone save my soul
I sold it to Billy Joel,
Please politicans, preachers
Pray give us wisdom, teach us
Right from wrong, oh yeah
I’m to busy trying to write a pop song

Please mother nature's
On her knees
Read the papers, see whats going on
Wha'ts going on
I’m too busy trying to write a pop song

Please politicans, preachers
Pray give us wisdom, teach us
Right from wrong, oh yeah
I’m to busy trying-
Please politicans, preachers
Pray give us wisdom, teach us
Right from wrong, oh yeah
I’m to busy trying to write a pop song

Please mother nature's
On her knees
Read the papers, see whats going on
Wha'ts going on
I’m too busy trying to write a pop song
I’m too busy trying to write a pop song

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