I am the Lord.
I am King.
But who's gonna listen
when I sing?
Who's gonna say
"Hey, that's nice!"
Who's gonna share my Paradise?
Who's gonna make that sacrifice?
When all alone.
All alone
am I
I am.
No reason to laugh.
No reason to cry.
No reason to live.
No reason to die.
But who's gonna make the sweet love I feel?
Who's gonna make my images real?
And how on Earth can I create
one I cannot subjugate?
Aha aha aha aha.
Aha aha aha aha.
I know what I will do.
I will split myself in two.
Now half the One I was before
needs the other half much more.
Aha aha aha aha
Aha aha aha aha.
Aha men.
© Felicity Buirski 1979.
Aha I Am The Lord