An Audience With You Lyrics by John Wesley Harding

An Audience With You Lyrics

    Your footman barred me from the door
    Said i couldn't see you no more
    What's with this bureaucracy
    When i filled the forms you left for me
    He's a loyal man who waits for you
    Where loyalty is such taboo
    Sixteen keyholes in one straight line
    I look through them from time to time
    The weather down your end looks fine
    But the forecast's grim down mine
    I'm no gamble better understand
    I like to know the story plan
    People say i got no sense
    But i'm waiting for an audience with you

    And all the wrestlers you've employed
    And all the boys with whom you toyed
    You tell me please don't get annoyed
    You're behaving like some helen of troy
    I don't care for original sin
    It's a stupid world we're living in
    Your paid assassin makes me wait
    He eats with fingers off his plate
    He says you've got a pressing date
    With r.i.ps and heads of state
    I know that he won't let me in
    Cos villains always have bad skin
    People say i got no sense
    But i'm waiting for an audience with you

    A plastic surgeon's your best friend
    He's got the means to any end
    He's so efficient, you're so vain
    So we won't see your face again
    Heaven knows how hard you tried
    Hell was such a bumpy ride
    The widow with the holy eyes
    Got a pistol strapped into her thighs
    Says you're as sweet as apple pie
    You only get so bitchy cos you're shy
    But that's a load of papal bull
    I put you on that pedestal
    People say i got no sense
    But i'm waiting for an audience with you

    Give me the strength of hercules
    His fallen arches, water knees
    And please please let me be like i oughtta be
    Lost and lonely, hurt and happy
    With a singer's vanity

    Now everything seems like a myth
    The strength that i have performed with
    Two thousand stairs and there's no lift
    Gonna get to the top and there's no if
    What's for me when i get there
    Is it just wheelchairs and grey hair
    And never was one letter sent
    I told the truth but told it bent
    That's the custom that's the law
    But don't ask me the reason for
    I'm just a boy in love with you
    I'm rejected by the things you do
    People say i got no sense
    But i'm waiting for an audience with you

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