| Songs for the Masses | ||||||||||
| Don't call me an immigrant 'Cause I've set sail for the promised land Don't call me an innocent 'Cause I still believe in the sacred sands You might think it's poetry You might like the way that I make 'em rhyme That's just the kid in me I'll be that-a-way till I'm out of time 'Cause I write songs for the masses Bread on the water Returns a thousand fold And I like heroes that save And flags that be wavin' And love as good as gold I write for posterity If not for me, then my children might They'll look back at Minstrel Man And say "there's a fool who put up a fight." 'Cause I write songs for the masses Bread on the water Returns a thousand fold And I like heroes that save And flags that be wavin' And love as good as gold |
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