Hey Mr. Writer - Graham Central Station

Hey Mr. Writer won’t you help

Me if you can

I got myself hung up on that first verse

again

I was singing about the people and the

things they do

Iwas lost for words

'Til I thought about calling on you, you

you, yeah

I remember the song

As if it were my own

You said everyday people need a simple

song

To sing if they want to

And dance if they can

Whatever let them be themselves again

And dug it

I said rap on Mr. Writer

I got my pencil in my hand

I promise you I’ll do the very best I can

I want you to tell me about my sisters

And my brothers too

But first of all let me thank the Lord

For running into you, you, you, you