From my humble beginning   To our bitter end   You were the one who was pretending    That I was your orphan      In a brownstone apartment in Brooklyn I found a new place to dwell   I tore up my ticket to Tennessee and checked out of the Hollywood hotel      You can call me a turncoat   Challenge my dignity      But you were wrong about me   You were wrong, all along, about me      Take of your plastic halo   But don’t shun the monks inside your head   Give it to the gullible grooms   Who drink their snake oil beside your bed      In your conjured up courtroom my integrity is on trial   The prosecution is gathering evidence from denial      You can preach to the choir   Say that I’m guilty         CHORUS      Go tell all your friends   Tell the boys back home about it   Tell your nurses and nuns about it   Tell all your cats about it   You were wrong you were wrong…….         Stubborn cowboys click their bootheels   They’re all settling their debts   I’m not making any mor deals    I ain’t placing no more bets      Downtown on wall street where the millionaires smoke their cigars   I traded all my savings for a new suit and an electric guitar      You could say that I sold out   But nobody works for free      CHORUS