The words in your story got lost in the hallway

I was bent out of shape

I was taken away

By the public interest

Your new protest

I stopped talking 'cause I had nothing to prove

I was surprised to get nine postcards today

Tried to keep it a secret

I got carried away

'Cause the address

Lies behind this forecast

I stopped talking 'cause I had nothing to prove

For all this

Through all this

I never guessed that you'd have that interest

I'm talking loud and I'm self-aloud for you

By the public interest

Your new protest

I stoppеd talking 'cause I had nothing to prove

For all this

Through all this