Thank you for the inspiration, Edwin Arlington Robinson.
If Richard is still wealthy
And the townsfolk think he's grand
Mister Cory will be lonely
And time will fall as sand
When surrounded by ten-storey
Skyscrapers so tall
He will realize, Mister Cory,
That he never was so small
Remember
What the doctor said
Little Ricky
Put a gun to his head
And if you walk 'cross a tightrope
Where nobody can see
What will happen if you let go
Will you fly down beautifully?
Remember
What the doctor said
Little Ricky
Put a gun to his head
And if money is like gold
And human life is less
Then he doesn't want to know
The stories of the rest
Remember
What the doctor said
Little Ricky
Put a gun to his head
It is not life that he wants
He was never that greedy
It's just a piece of his thoughts
That no one else can see
Remember
What Sir Richard said
That the writer
Put the gun to his head
Gun to his head
Gun to his head
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