Campaigner

I am a lonely visitor
I came too late to cause a stir
Though I campaigned all my life towards that goal
I hardly slept the night you wept
Our secret's safe and still well kept
Where even Richard Nixon has got soul
Even Richard Nixon has got it, soul

Hospitals have made him cry
But there's always a free way in his eye
This beach just got to crowded for his stroll
Roads stretch out like healthy veins
And wild gift horses strain the reins
Where even Richard Nixon has got soul
Even Richard Nixon has got it, soul

The podium rocks in the crowded waves
The speaker talks of the beautiful saves
That went down long before he played this role
For the hotel queens and the magazines
Test tube genes and slot machines
Where even Richard Nixon got it
Even Richard Nixon has got soul

I am a lonely visitor
I came too late to cause a stir
Though I campaigned all my life towards that goal