"The Contenders" as written by and Raymond Douglas Davies....
Hush little mammy don't you cry
I've got to see what it's like on the world outside
Got to get out of this life somehow
Got to be free, got to be free now

I don't want to be a constructor of highways
A sweeper of sidewalks, I've got to do it my way
I'm too ill-equipped for a mathematician
A shrewd politician, a maker of decisions

We're not the greatest when when we're separated
But when we're together I think we're going to make it
I don't want to be like a fascist dictator
A saint or a sinner, I want to be a winner

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"The Contenders" as written by Raymond Douglas Davies

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    General CommentA terrific introduction to one of the greatest albums of all times.

    This sets the stage for story of the fake band (let's call them The Contenders), from their rise and triumph in the music industry, to their disillusionment.

    One note -- while most consider this album to be merely a satirical look at the music industry from top to bottom, I think it's a story. It starts with a statement of intention (I don't want to be a constructor of highways/a sweeper of sidewalks, I gotta do it my way), followed by an acknowledgement of The Contenders' talent (We're not the greatest when we're separated/but when we're together I think we're gonna make it).
    switcherooon September 29, 2016   Link

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