Текст песни Rewrite (Live In New York 2011) - Paul Simon

One, two
One two three
I′m workin' on my rewrite, that′s right
Gonna change the ending
I'm gon' throw away the title
And toss it in the trash
Every minute after midnight
All the time I′m spending
Is just for workin′ on my rewrite, that's right
Gonna turn it into cash
I been workin′ at the Car Wash
I consider it my day job
'Cause it′s really not a pay job
But, but that's where I am
Everybody says "The old guy workin′at the Car Wash?"
Hasn't got a brain cell left
Since Vietnam
But I say
Help me, help me
Help me, help me
Thank you!
I'd no idea
That you were there
When I said help me, help me
Help me, help me
Thank you
For listening to my prayer
I′m workin′ on my rewrite, that's right
Gonna change the ending
I′m gon' throw away my title
And toss it in the trash
Every minute after midnight
All the time I′m spending
Is just for workin' on my rewrite, that′s right
Gonna turn it into cash
I'll eliminate the pages
Where the father has a breakdown
And he has to leave the family
He really meant no harm
I'm gonna substitute a car chase
And a race across the rooftops
Where the father saves the children
And he holds them in his arms
And I say
Help me, help me
Help me, help me
Thank you!
No idea
That you were there
When I said help me, help me
Help me, help me
Thank you
For listening to my prayer
Workin′ on the rewrite
Rewrite, rewrite
Thank you