Mr. Soul - Rush
Oh, hello, Mr. Soul,
I just dropped by
to pick up a reason
For the thought that
I caught that my head
is the event of the season
Why in crowds
just a trace of my face
could seem so pleasin'?
I'll cop out to the change,
but a stranger is
putting the tease on
I was down on a frown
when the messenger
brought me a letter
I was raised by the praise
of a fan who said I upset her
Any girl in the world
could have easily known me better
She said, "You're strange,
but don't change" and I left her
In a while, will the smile
on my face turn to plaster
Stick around while the clown
who is sick does the trick of disaster
For the race of my head
and my face is moving much faster
Is it strange I should change,
I don't know, why don't you ask her?
Is it strange I should change,
I don't know, why don't you ask her?
Is it strange I should change,
I don't know, why don't you ask her?