[short guitar intro]

Sing a tune for your joy,
And my story's often bold,
I have pondered the existance,
Of a folder full of stumbles,
Sub-par crappiness

I'll try my best,
will amount here's, what I hope endears,
might pull it off with zest?
hmm hmm hmm hmm-mmm.........................

When I turn a song into parody,
It's no chore but a joy,
Though the odd-ditties and wonders,
Might require some imagi-nation punning's rare

High and low, seeking out the golden oldies,
That the av'rage person knows,
Carefully avoiding disco 'cause it blows!

I write lines
Write the lines and find the rhymes
Write a line
Take the time to find a rhyme, whate'er comes to mind..

Tasking many works outrageous,
I've come looking for a song,
and I've hit "The Boxer"..
Just a play on many words and changing them anew

My duty's fair,
There are lines that I've worked so hard-on,
A Dublin-tendre there?
la la la la la la

[instrumental break]

My delight
My delight to write the lines
Write a line
Take the time to find a rhyme, whate'er comes to mind..

And I'm wond'ring now did Simon know,
If silence has a sound?,
How profound!

Words come back to me like emptyness in harmony..
Comfort me-ee...,
Homeward bound!


Hear the lyrics of an author,
I'm a writer by my trade,
With hilarious reminders,
Of every spoof that makes you laugh,
I'll stop now though I'm quite proud,
This has taken final shape,
From beginning to the ending,
But this outro still remains,
hmm mmm mmm..

I write lines
Write the lines for your delight
Write a line
Take the time to find a rhyme, whate'er comes to mind

(chorus x7)
My delight to write the lines
Write a line
Take the time to find a rhyme, whate'er comes to mind..

[Sung very quitely at the 4:45 mark]
"All lies in jest"? My ass!

[short outro, no "lie"]