quarta-feira, 12 de dezembro de 2007

Excuse me Mr.

Excuse me Mr.
Do you have the time,
Or are you so important that it stands still for you?

Excuse me Mr.
Want you lend me your ear,
Or are you not only blind but do you not hear?

Excuse me Mr.
But isn't that your oil in the sea,
And the pollution in the air

Whose could that be?
So, excuse me Mr. But I'm a mister too.
And you're givin' Mr. a bad name,
Mr. like you.
And, I'm taking the Mr. from out in front of your name,
'cause it's a Mr. like you that puts the rest of us to shame.
And I've seen enough to know that I've seen too much.

Excuse me Mr.
Can't you see the children dying?
You say that you can't help them, Mr. you're not even trying.

Excuse me Mr.
Just take a look around.
Oh, Mr. just look up and you willl see it's coming down.

Mr. when you're rattling on heaven's gate.
By then it is too late.
'cause Mr. when you get there,
They don't ask what you saved.
All they'll want to know Mr. is what you gave.

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