Mister Rock Star

Mister Rock Star

A Poem by Yes

Shine down Mister Rock Star,
Come down to Earth
It doesn't matter what car you drive,
Or how much you house is worth.

The truth of the matter is,
There are people in need, the poor
And the homeless; the ones who wish
For a good meal, and nothing more.

So get off  your high horse, mister
Celeberty, millionare, Mister Rock Star,
And help out the homeless, the poor,
Or the orphans.  Watch your dollar go far.

 

© 2009 Yes


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