Song for Mr. C

Saturday morning, yeah I come in late
Just to find if you were there
Just to look at your long brown hair
And dream a dream out in the hall
Was that my name that's just been called?
I don't know, it could be
Have you got something to tell on me?
If you've got something to tell on me, babe
It better be good even though you hate me so much
I'm still coming back like you knew I would
You can't believe what I've been through these last few months
It's very difficult to tell the difference
Between the trumps and the down-home dumps
Only one thing I can say to you
Even if you don't believe it's true, it's true

It's our turn now to find out where we're going, baby
It's our turn now to find out where you've been, baby
It's our turn now to keep the new direction
It's your turn now to cast off all your sin

Fellatia, Fellatia, how do you plead?
You don't have to plead for anything that you really need
Plead, have mercy when the wind starts blowing hard
And this cardboard world we're living in
It ain't forgotten, out in the yard, out in the yard
Where the air is cold and there ain't no leaves to fall
He's looking hard at the ground for something
Something that won't show up
I keep looking back over my shoulder
Couple of good friends going by
Pour some wine over their fire
Don't let the tears stay in your eyes
He's not gone so very far, I know he's very near
'Cause every time I call his name, I know that he can hear

It's our turn now to find out where we're going
It's our turn now to find out where you've been, baby
It's our turn now to keep the new direction
It's your turn now to cast off all your sin

Hey, Mr. Robert, don't you tell me no lies
I don't mind you being vain
Pick up the phone in your whitewashed house
Simpering that same refrain
Three to five more years is all you've got
For you to do your nasty thing
Making rain, suffering pain
Telling everybody that it's in his name
His name, whose name? What are you telling me?
I don't believe your tales
Too many people in this world don't like being snails
If you're gonna do it, better get it together
Better go and make the change
Do it right now, do it while it's warm
Do it while it's there within your range
It won't be so very hard, you'd better have no fear
'Cause by the time you get it done, it'll be so clear

It's our turn now to find out where we're going, baby
It's our turn now to find out where you've been, baby
It's our turn now to keep the new direction
It's your turn now to cast off all your sin