A soapbox opera
by Supertramp
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" I want to tell you something;
Listen to me,
I´m trying to say, I´m better than you,
I am only what I am"
" We must not stand still,
For the night is coming,
Every man, every woman and child,
Everybody help me"
I hear, only what I want to hear,
But, I have to believe in something,
Have to believe in just one thing.
I said Father Washington, you´re all mixed up,
Collecting sinners in an old tin cup.
Well, spare a listen for a restless fool,
There´s something missing when I need your rule.
Well,hey there;
You tell me you´re a holy man, But, although I am just a beginner,
I don´t see you as a winner.
I said, Sister Washington, you´re all washed up,
Collecting teardrops in a paper cup;
If I could tell you what you need to know;
If I could tell you to get on with the show.
I´d rather never leave her,
There´s a storm in my head,
Makes me hear what you say;
Just was it true?
So, what have I to do?
-Well, what has he to do?-
+Oh, what is there to-oo do+
What oh-oh-ohoh
"All creatures great and small,
all things wise and wonderful, the lord god made them all"
Mary, oh tell me what I´m living for,
´Cause I feel like I´m tossed in the river,
Oh´ have you a son to deliver.
I said, Father Washington, you´re all mixed up,
Collecting sinners in an old tin cup,
you tell the children what you need to know,
But, will they listen when it´s time to go.
Oh, Sister Robinson, you´re all washed up,
Collecting teardrops in a paper cup,
Can someone tell me what I need to know,
Can someone help me to get on with the show.
Listen to me,
I´m trying to say, I´m better than you,
I am only what I am"
" We must not stand still,
For the night is coming,
Every man, every woman and child,
Everybody help me"
I hear, only what I want to hear,
But, I have to believe in something,
Have to believe in just one thing.
I said Father Washington, you´re all mixed up,
Collecting sinners in an old tin cup.
Well, spare a listen for a restless fool,
There´s something missing when I need your rule.
Well,hey there;
You tell me you´re a holy man, But, although I am just a beginner,
I don´t see you as a winner.
I said, Sister Washington, you´re all washed up,
Collecting teardrops in a paper cup;
If I could tell you what you need to know;
If I could tell you to get on with the show.
I´d rather never leave her,
There´s a storm in my head,
Makes me hear what you say;
Just was it true?
So, what have I to do?
-Well, what has he to do?-
+Oh, what is there to-oo do+
What oh-oh-ohoh
"All creatures great and small,
all things wise and wonderful, the lord god made them all"
Mary, oh tell me what I´m living for,
´Cause I feel like I´m tossed in the river,
Oh´ have you a son to deliver.
I said, Father Washington, you´re all mixed up,
Collecting sinners in an old tin cup,
you tell the children what you need to know,
But, will they listen when it´s time to go.
Oh, Sister Robinson, you´re all washed up,
Collecting teardrops in a paper cup,
Can someone tell me what I need to know,
Can someone help me to get on with the show.