A Fan Speaks — текст песни (John Wesley Harding)

I met ray davies in a danish airport

Turned out to be a real nice guy

He said "keep writing your songs, man

As long as you can"

And I think that was good advice

But actually he didnt quite say that

I added that word "man"

Im just following his good words

But of course Im a very big fan

And I was just trying to make this thing scan



I met many a famous person

Im not gonna drop any names

Sure, I did mention ray

When I started to play

But thats cos he is a credit to fame

Unlike a few I could mention

Who actually quite freaked me out

They treated me like I was one of those guys

Who carries a small gun about



So congratulations to those of you

Who feel the need to congratulate your heroes

It may be tense for both of you

But Im sure they appreciate the gesture

But commiserations to souls that are lost

Who feel that murder is a way to get their love across

Great God above keep the people we love

From those merely seeking attention



Yes, I know what its like to be bothered

And I know what its like to be tired

But you gotta hide

In some kinda disguise

To be famous and yet be walked by

So, stars, watch your manners around me

You dont have to talk to me long

I may not pull a gun out on you

But I might write you into this song



So, congratulations to those of you

Who feel the need to congratulate your heroes

If someone means a lot to you

It surely rates a mention

But commiserations to souls that are lost

Who feel that killing is a way to get their love across

Great God above, keep the stars that we love

From those merely seeking attention