I'm startin' to blush here.

FOOL LIKE ME

Scores of prophets growing old;
Please take Elijah the rusted chains that hold
Poor Judas to his misery;
It seems so obvious he needs the sympathy
Of ancient history
And a fool like me.

Lonesome lover lost his bride;
Stopped his heart and so they called it suicide;
Judged by pompous vanity;
I guess they're right, but I have to disagree
'Cause if a fool be he
He's a fool like me.

BRIDGE
And care on the line,
It feels good to talk with a friend of mine.
If you gotta go
I'd like to be
To be the first to know.

Pleasant dreams though twilight falls;
It deserts the prison where the hobo's footsteps call;
Prime ministers of treachery
They locked him up because he had no pedigree
But it matters not says he,
He's a fool like me.

Hey, I wrote your song just yesterday;
And I tore it up because the song got in the way,
Was just a way to let you see;
Another chapter in a clouded mystery
Of vagrant effigies
And a fool like me.