Mirage
This song is a poor song been singing it my whole life long
I’ve been chasing a dream but somewhere it all went wrong
Visited Vegas looking to win the ultimate score
Woke up drunk after being robbed by some second-string whore
Money is a mirage make believe
As you give so shall you receive
Mirages lurk on the distant horizon
You only meet them when you’re dyin’
Hear my melody I’m wondering if you could set me free
You see somebody put me in chains and they took the key
I was rocking in Rome trying to visit the Pope at his home
But the priest at the feast declared I was an unknown
Religion is a mirage make believe
As you give so shall you receive
Mirages lurk on the distant horizon
You only meet them when you’re dyin’
These words are empty words I never found that true love
I searched the valleys low and climbed the mountains above
I once found a doll whom I could call my very best friend
She smiled sweetly and said it completely had to end
Love is a mirage make believe
As you give so shall you receive
Mirages lurk on the distant horizon
You only meet them when you’re dyin’
I heard Budha proclaim this place was all an illusion
But those orange clad monks drove me to confusion
The Dali Lama stays in the finest of suites
And sits with kings and queens while he eats
I wrote my story of glory I’d lay it before you strong
But the publisher gave a rejection citing it was too long
I am a lonesome poet reciting on the corner with a sign
I’ll rhyme for food was my most famous last line
Life is a mirage make believe
As you give so shall you receive
Mirages lurk on the distant horizon
You only meet them when you’re dyin’
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