Blessed are the sat upon, spat upon, ratted on.
Mrs. Robinson is a little dated now, but it has nothing to do with Joe DiMaggio.
You know, life is what you make of it- so beautiful or so what.
I rate each album as better than the last one. That's how I see it.
If you'll be my body guard, I can be your long lost pal.
My life so common it disappears and sometimes even music cannot substitute for tears.