Campaigner

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 it, soul

Hospitals have made him cry

But there's always a free way in his eye

This 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 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 got it

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