BY BRIAN DANIELS
DON’T WANT TO BE A HOLY MAN LIVING IN A CAVE
DON’T WANT TO BE A BLIND MAN AFRAID TO USE HIS CANE
DON’T WANT TO BE A JUNKIE SEARCHING FOR A FIX
DON’T WANT TO BE A SUGARMAN TRYING TO FLIP A TRICK
EVER KNOWN A WANKER WHO GIVES TO CHARITY
EVER SEEN A RICH MAN KNEELING DOWN TO PRAY
WANT TO BE A GAMBLER ALWAYS HAVE TO WIN
WANT TO STEAL YOUR MONEY; LORD I LOVE TO SIN
SOMETHING HAPPENED I MUST SAY THAT LED ME TO GO WRONG
SHOULD HAVE STOPPED TO ASK THE WAY BUT NOW I FACE THE WALL
SING MY SONG; THAT’S WHAT I WILL DO
SING ALONG; I NEED SOME HELP FROM YOU
LOOK INTO THE MIRROR TELL ME WHAT YOU SEE
DO I SEE MYSELF AT ALL LOOKING ANXIOUSLY
THERE’S A LONELY FACE; STANDING IN THE CROWD
LOOKIN BACK; WHAT YOU LOOKIN AT
OH OH ALL ABOUT
ONCE THERE WAS A BEGGARMAN LOOKING FOR HIS MEAL
IN THOSE LONELY TIMES THIS MAN WAS LIVING ON THE STREET
PEOPLE CAN BE CRUEL; MANY TIMES I’VE CRIED
I DON’T WANT TO LIVE FOREVER; BUT STILL I DON’T WANT TO DIE
LOOK INTO THE MIRROR NOW AND ONLY TIME WILL TELL
IF I’LL GO TO HEAVEN OR IF I’LL GO TO HELL
LIFE GOES ON; IN IT’S OWN PECULAIR WAY
SING MY SONG TO GET ME THROUGH THE DAY
COME ALONG; TELL ME WHAT YOU SEE
SING MY SONG, COME SING ALONG WITH ME;
SING WITH ME; WITH ME
