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 soul

Traffic cops are all color blind

People steal from their own kind

Evening comes too early for a stroll

Down neon streets, the streaker streaks

The speaker speaks but the truth still leaks

Where even Richard Nixon has got soul

Even Richard Nixon has got it

Soul

And 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 has got soul

Even Richard Nixon has got it

Soul

Hospitals have made him cry

But there's always a freeway in his eye

Though his beach just got too 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 soul

I am a lonely visitor

I came too late to cause a stir

Though I campaigned all my life towards that goal