Let It Be

I never thought I could tear myself away But I do it each and every day I used to have some rich and famous friends But I know this is now and that was then And the devil said: write this song It could be your sing-a-long It could be your "G.L.O.R.I.A." It could be your "G.L.O.R.I.A." I look behind the eyes of a cruel man I sold my soul for a piece of his brittle plan You could've been a Dylan I could've been your Helm It was in the hands of ordinary men And the devil said: write this song It could be your sing-a-long It could be your "Hey Jude" It could be your "Ohio" It could be your "Sympathy For Me" Or it could be your "Let It Be"