SINGER: John Gorka

SONG:Wisheries

While they fish out the fisheries
i wish on the wisheries
mixed up in the mysteries
every night every night
I pedal hope now from port to port
i never stay at the last resort
i'm not tall but i never come up short
i always pay, i pay and pay
i got arrested and i got away
i met clint and he made my day
tarred and feathered in la brea
what a pit, what a pit
I formed my own government
i cast pearls before the parliament
got some girls for the ex-president
no not him, another one
Though i appear none too glamorous
i have often been amorous
though i am an ignoranimous
ignoranimous, that's the word
My chances were ludicrous
she was graceful and luminous
my heart sank bituminous
but i asked anyway
Through a window she kissed my face
pushed me down and put me in my place
the french would call that the coup de grace
no, that's not my native tongue
Found a raincoat in a london fog
got a kitten from a catalog
got a demo from a demagogue
i played it loud, it pleased the crowd
While they fish out the fisheries
i miss the missing and the mysteries
i broke a dish signed by cyd charisse
yea, i pay, i always pay
i pay and pay