Dear Mr. Fantasy - Traffic

Dear Mr. Fantasy play us a tune Something to make us all happy Do anything take us out of this gloom Sing a song, play guitar make it snappy You are the one who can make us all laugh But doing that, you break out in tears Please don't be sad if it was a straight mind you had We wouldn't have known you all these years Oooooooo ahhhhhhhh Oooooooo ahhhhhhhh Oooooooo ahhhhhhhh Oooooooo ahhhhhhhh Dear Mr. Fantasy play us a tune Something to make us all happy Do anything take us out of this gloom Sing a song, play guitar make it snappy You are the one who can make us all laugh But doing that, you break out in tears Please don't be sad if it was a straight mind you had We wouldn't have known you all these years Dear Mr. Fantasy play us a tune Something to make us all happy Do anything take us out of this gloom Sing a song, play guitar make it snappy You are the one who can make us all laugh But doing that, you break out in tears Please don't be sad if it was a straight mind you had We wouldn't have known you all these years

Dear Mr. President Come take a walk with me Let's pretend we're just two people and You're not better than me I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street? Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep? What do you feel when you look in the mirror? Are you proud? How do you sleep while the rest of us cry? How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye? How do you walk with your head held high? Can you even look me in the eye And tell me why? Dear Mr. President Were you a lonely boy? Are you a lonely boy? Are you a lonely boy? How can you say No child is left behind? We're not dumb and we're not blind They're all sitting in your cells While you pave the road to hell What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away? And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay? I can only imagine what the first lady has to say You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine How do you sleep while the rest of us cry? How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye? How do you walk with your head held high? Can you even look me in the eye? Let me tell you 'bout hard work Minimum wage with a baby on the way Let me tell you 'bout hard work Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away Let me tell you 'bout hard work Building a bed out of a cardboard box Let me tell you 'bout hard work Hard work Hard work You don't know nothing 'bout hard work Hard work Hard work Oh How do you sleep at night? How do you walk with your head held high? Dear Mr. President You'd never take a walk with me Would you?

I looked in the sky where an elephant's eye Was looking at me from a bubblegum tree And all that I knew was the hole in my shoe Which was letting in water (letting in water) I walked through a field that just wasn't real With 100 tin soldiers which stood at my shoulder And all that I knew was the hole in my shoe Which was letting in water (letting in water) I climbed on the back of a giant albatross Which flew through a crack in the cloud To a place where happiness reigned all year round And music played ever so loudly I started to fall and suddenly woke And the dew on the grass had soaked through my coat And all that I knew was the hole in my shoe Which was letting in water (letting in water) Ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-oh Ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-oh Ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-oh Ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-oh Ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-oh Ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-oh