I am a lonely visitor.
I came too late to cause a stir,
Though I campaigned all my life
Towards that goal.
I hardly slept the night you wept
Our secret's safe
And still well kept
Where even Richard Nixon
Has got soul.
Even Richard Nixon
Has got soul.

Traffic cops are all color blind.
People steal from their own kind.
Evening comes too early for a stroll.
Down neon streets
The streaker streaks.
The speaker speaks,
But the truth still leaks,
Where even Richard Nixon
Has got soul.
Even Richard Nixon
Has got it, soul.

The podium rocks
In the crowded waves.
The speaker talks
Of the beautiful saves
That went down long before
He played this role
For the hotel queens
And the magazines,
Test tube genes
And slot machines
Where even Richard Nixon
Has got soul.
Even Richard Nixon
Has got it,
Soul.

Hospitals have made him cry,
But there's always
A freeway in his eye,
Though his beach just got to crowded
For his stroll.
Roads stretch out like healthy veins,
And wild gift horses strain the reins,
Where even Richard Nixon
Has got soul.
Even Richard Nixon
Has got soul.

I am a lonely visitor.
I came too late to cause a stir,
Though I campaigned all my life
Towards that goal.

edit by MySno (NZ)

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