9/18/09

ONE OF THESE MORNINGS AND IT WON’T BE LONG,
YOU’RE GONNA LOOK FOR BILLY, AND I’LL BE GONE.

I’M GOING TO GLORY TO SING AND SHOUT.
NOBODY THERE IS GONNA TURN ME OUT.

TALK WITH THE FATHER, CHAT WITH THE SON.
TELL THEM ABOUT THE WORLD THAT I’VE JUST COME FROM.
LOOK UP DAVID, THE HEAT OF THE DAY.
I’M GONNA TUNE UP MY HARP AND BEGIN TO PLAY.

I KNOW MY ROLE’S GONNA FIT ME WELL.
I TRIED IT ON AT THE GATES OF HELL.

1 comment:

Yves Sauriol said...

Deep! Or a reference that I don't understand !