Saw Your Name In The Paper

(الألبوم: Album II - 1971)

I saw your name in the paper
There was quiet a blow
Your mother must be happy
They said you stole the show

You always did have talent
You always did work hard
Now is new you'd prefer
A place on the front yard

Maybe you'll get famous
Maybe you'll get rich
That's all right, don't be afraid
Lots of us got that each

Lots of us really need it
Yeah, we really need it bad
Lots of us are desperate
And lots of us are sad

Take the money, take the love
Take all the people give
The people all are dying
But somehow you help them lived

The people will destroy you
That love will turn to hate
But right now you must scratch it
Your rich that's grown so great

Make yourself a hero
It's heroes people crave
Make yourself a master
But know you are a slave

I saw your name in the paper
I saw your name in the paper
I saw your name in the paper

I saw your name in the paper
I saw your name in the paper
I saw your name in the paper
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