Plus Dozens More R. Stevie Moore

I am free to gaze upon
The view beyond the shore
Letting you who see me now
Be thankful ever more
And I'm sure they'll bill me
Selling words to thrill me
People sore quite are a bore
I'll give you one plus dozens more
Give me time and let me come
I'll give you take a week
Tell me that the world is square
And I'll recite new speech
Church bells ring a wedding
To the ace we're heading
Barrymore was said to snore
I'll give you one plus dozens more
Let them mold you my dear son
Tell it wise that you have won
Oh, they're rotten to the core
I'll give you one plus dozens more
Oh, I wish that I could bulb
A green and purple flame
And I'd take the JCP's
And show them where we came
Crust has turned to mud ash
They have worn a red sash
Keeping score is quite a chore
I'll give you one plus dozens more
Let them mold you my dear son
Tell it wise that you have won
Oh, they're rotten to the core
I'll give you one plus dozens more
And I'm sure they'll bill me
Selling words to thrill me
Keeping score is quite a chore
I'll give you one plus dozens more
I'll give you one plus dozens more
I'll give you one plus dozens more
I'll give you one plus dozens more