"Mr.Mayor"
Lyric by Salmon&Garlic
Music by Simon&Garfunkel
And here's to you, Mr.Mayor
Jesus love you more than you will know
God bless you please, Mr.Mayor
Heaven holds a place for those who prey
We'd like to know a little bit about you for our files
We'd like to help you learn to help yourself
Look around you, all you see are sympathetic eyes
Stroll around the grounds until you feel at home
And here's to you, Mr. Mayor
Jesus love you more than you will know
God bless you please, Mr.Mayor
Heaven holds a place for those who prey
Hide it in a hiding place where no one ever goes
Put it in your drawer with your poison-bun
It's a little secret, just the City-Hall's affair
Most of all you've got to hide it from the citizens
Coo coo ca-choo, Mr.Mayor
Jesus love you more than you will know
God bless you please, Mr.Mayor
Heaven holds a place for those who prey
Sitting on a sofa on a Weekend night
Going to the familiar Izakaya
Laugh about it, shout about it
When you've got to choose
Every way you look at it you lose
Where have you gone, Congresspersons?
Our nation turns its lonely eyes to you
What's that you say, Mr.Mayor
He and She have left and gone away
Hey, hey, hey
Thank you for reading.
Let's wash hands and gargle !
Lyric by Salmon&Garlic
Music by Simon&Garfunkel
And here's to you, Mr.Mayor
Jesus love you more than you will know
God bless you please, Mr.Mayor
Heaven holds a place for those who prey
We'd like to know a little bit about you for our files
We'd like to help you learn to help yourself
Look around you, all you see are sympathetic eyes
Stroll around the grounds until you feel at home
And here's to you, Mr. Mayor
Jesus love you more than you will know
God bless you please, Mr.Mayor
Heaven holds a place for those who prey
Hide it in a hiding place where no one ever goes
Put it in your drawer with your poison-bun
It's a little secret, just the City-Hall's affair
Most of all you've got to hide it from the citizens
Coo coo ca-choo, Mr.Mayor
Jesus love you more than you will know
God bless you please, Mr.Mayor
Heaven holds a place for those who prey
Sitting on a sofa on a Weekend night
Going to the familiar Izakaya
Laugh about it, shout about it
When you've got to choose
Every way you look at it you lose
Where have you gone, Congresspersons?
Our nation turns its lonely eyes to you
What's that you say, Mr.Mayor
He and She have left and gone away
Hey, hey, hey
Thank you for reading.
Let's wash hands and gargle !