"Grace" as written by and Phillip La Don Jr. Phillips....
If I was the Lone Ranger
Hiding behind a mask
Wouldn't be any danger
To the questions I ask
What ya say Pocahontas
Trade in your feathers and beads
For an electric blanket
And a packet of cigs
You bet
That's what she said

If I had me a needle
For every bubble that popped
Bind them all up like one
You would hear that pin drop
Like a gun shot
Like a shot

And if I was a world leader
Would not mislead the world
I would not miss anything
Miss America knows
That it's only a pageant
That it's only a show
Isn't even film in the camera
These aren't even my clothes
No no no no
Miss America knows

Ah ooh ooh

You remember Houdini
Who not a shackle could hold
Carved a trap door into heaven
To escape growin' old
Guess he just couldn't hack it
Bundled up for the cold
Double-breasted straight jacket
French handcuffs of gold
No no no no
He escaped growin' old
The growing old
Oh oh oh

Lyrics submitted by Mopnugget

"Grace" as written by Constantine Karlis Tristan Antony A G Dingemans

Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS, Universal Music Publishing Group

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