MUSIC FOR SALE

He’s a legend on the run
His energy unused
Low profile in high society
Momentum to diffuse

The climb to the top
Socially used him up
He stopped in the name of progress
Before he went bankrupt

A step in the right direction
Had his blood enthralled
But he couldn’t move
Then his progress stalled

He’s a legend on the run
He’s a man for all seasons
Don’t give him any reason
He’s a man who lives for fun
He’s a legend on the run
Someone we hardly knew
Hello Mr. Few
You’re feared like a nun…
Respected like a son / respect like a son

His work was so pure
No one knew what he did
He wore out his welcome
He no longer was the “kid”

Time was very short
For all nearly fired
He knew it was his unlucky day
When his time expired

With his goals gone blank
And his psych in reverse
When he sees his mortality
He’ll know it could be worse

He’s a legend on the run
He’s a man for all seasons
Don’t give him any reason
He’s a man under gun
He’s a legend on the run
Someone we hardly knew
So long Mr. Few
And now his time is done
Now his time is done…
His time is done / his time is done
All done
Done.