Lyrics of
Mr Writer

You, line em' up look at your shoes
You hang names on your wall
Then you shoot them all
You-fly, around in planes that bring you down
To meet me who loves you
Like me crashing to the ground
Are you so lonely?
You don't even know me
But you'd like to stone me
Mr writer, why dont you tell it like it is?
Why don't you tell it like it really is?
Before you go on home
I used, to treat you right, give you my time
But when i'd turn my back on you
Then you do what you do
You've just enough, in my own view
Education to perform
I'd like to shoot you all
And then you go home
With you on your own
What do you really know?
Mr writer, why dont you tell it like it is?
Why don't you tell it like it really is?
Before you go on home
And then you go home
With you on your own
What do you really know?
Mr writer why don't you tell it like it is?
Why dont you tell it like it really is?
Before you go on home