Such A Lucky Man
A song for all those unable to cope with the insensitivities of fame. Maybe they are not so lucky after all.
They see him walking down the street
They think the world lies at his feet
But if they could only know the truth
They’d never say another word –
They’d simply walk on by
Then shake their heads and sigh…
And taking out their mobile phones
They’re texting people that they barely know
Here he is, the lucky man
And he’s out here all alone
Walking all alone
Walking all alone…. ah –
All we’ve read must be untrue
I’ve never seen a man look so sad and blue
It’s as though the world is on his shoulders
Until we feel his melancholy too –
And so we walk on by
Can’t bear to see a grown man cry…
Yet we take out our mobile phones
Send his picture to people we hardly know
Here he is, the lucky man
And he’s out here all alone
Walking all alone…. ah –
See his new-frowned friends surround him
Like bees they swarm around him
Till the weight of all their expectations
Slowly brings him to his knees
To his knees, to his knees… ah –
He brings his hands up to his head
I’m in my private place, he said
A place where I’ve no need of face or name
A place where I’ve no need of all this fame
So, please, won’t you walk on by
Let me gaze up at an open sky
Put away those damn mobile phones
Walk around to people you really know
Knock the door and when they answer
Say hello – a face-to-face hello
An honest to goodness to graceful to gracious hello
An honest to goodness to graceful to grateful hello… ah –
So we say goodbye to our lucky man
As someone takes him by the hand
They’re leading him to a waiting van
To take away our lucky man
Such a lucky man
(c) 2016 – all music, lyrics, instruments and voices by Paul D E Mitchell