A Song

Here's a song For someone else to sing With a universal And generic ring It's all about the same old stuff That you like and can't get enough of How's about a minor chord right here Wasn't that rather pleasant in your ear? And here's a song with not a lot to say But when you see it it'll sound okay You bet there'll be a video We'll flesh it out for radio Now it's high time that I play that change again It's haunting you like an annoying friend It's true that you like what you get You get what you're given God knows what the hell you'll like That's why he's up in heaven Here's a song I didn't even write It came to me one rainy April night I had been drinking I was bored Next to me our fat gray cat snored I'm afraid it's time for you know what The cat's awake, I fear I woke him up So that's enough of that Now I'll shut up