Let It Be

I never thought I could tear myself away
But I do it each and every day
I used to have some rich and famous friends
But I know this is now and that was then

And the devil said: write this song
It could be your sing-a-long
It could be your "G.L.O.R.I.A."
It could be your "G.L.O.R.I.A."

I look behind the eyes of a cruel man
I sold my soul for a piece of his brittle plan
You could've been a Dylan
I could've been your Helm
It was in the hands of ordinary men

And the devil said: write this song
It could be your sing-a-long
It could be your "Hey Jude"
It could be your "Ohio"
It could be your [?]
Or it could be your "Let It Be"