The blesséd

The blesséd never sit alone
and if they do they're on the phone
no need for them to run and hide
they're never taken for a ride
they are in every photograph
right there with the sunny laugh
they'll always find a confidante
someone who's sure to understand

           the blesséd, oh the blesséd
           they've surely got the message
           they always know what's what
           they've got what you ain't got
           the blesséd, oh the blesséd

the blesséd simply get their way
each and every blesséd day
they breeze through life like any ship
on never-ending maiden-trips
they hit the jackpot with a shrug
self-evidently looking smug
the blesséd bathe in loving care
they seem to find it everywhere

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The blesséd get things right first time
they even hear the news in rhyme
no need for them to dig too deep
no you won't hear them wail or weep
the blesséd never wonder why
they hardly ever had to try
they're easy, never out of touch
with life that gave them overmuch

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the blesséd have their backs well scratched
they're proud of every scheme they hatch
they feel so safe and so secure
they smile and simper so demure
their needs are all attended to
and when they look at me and you
they condescend and sympathize
with all our cheating and our lies

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             so ask me no questions
             and I'll tell you no truths
             you know it discomfits
             and embarrasses you !




begin negentiger jaren. Door Robert Mosuse overwogen voor solo-album, uiteindelijk niet weerhouden