Mr. Writer Lyrics

You line them 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 don't 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
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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 don't 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 even know?



Mr. Writer, why don't you tell it like it is?

Why don't you tell it like it really is?

Before you go on home



Mr. Writer, why don't you tell it like it is?

Why don't you tell it like it always is?

Before you go on home



Mr. Writer, why don't you tell it like it really is?

Why don't you tell it like it always is?

Before you go on home