I’ve been thinking about What you said last night And for all your fine words You still don’t have it right ‘Cause that’s the way that it is And you won’t ever change You can scream at me But the powers that be Won’t ever hear your voice ‘Cause they’re lost In their own importance
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So don’t come cryin’ to me If your fanciful schemes Don’t turn out like you planned ‘Cause you’re chasing After something That keeps slipping Through your hand