To Whom It May Concern (Radio Edit)
Tonight will be the last night
Of my record
Breakingly successful run
In the lead role of the
Greatest play of the century
Unprecedentedly warm praise from critics
And public alike has met my portrayal
Of a man at his desk who gives a damn
Oh, oh, oh, if I could only see
The clear blue sky from my office window
Oh, oh, then it would only take
A steel gray day and I'd take my bow
And I'd like to thank all my friends and fans
For always pushing me to soldier on
So one last time
(For the cameras)
My greatest soliloquy
Oh, oh, oh, if I could only see
The clear blue sky from my office window
Oh, oh, then it would only take
A steel gray day and I'd take my bow
To whom it may concern
I'd like to nominate myself
To receive and award
As a small symbol of recognition
For my body of work
A lifetime of selling my body
To pay the bills
But my heart and my mind
Are mine
Mine, you will not win this war
This is just a battle
Oh, oh, oh, well, I've surrendered you
My physical attendance here
But no, no, no, you will not take my soul
Let's we forget why I'm sitting here
My letter to the Human Resources Department says
You started a war so you'll get what you started
I'm only working here
Because I need the
Fucking money
I'm only working here
Because I need the
Fucking money
I'm only working here
Because I need the
Fucking money
I'm only working here
Because I need the
Fucking money
Of my record
Breakingly successful run
In the lead role of the
Greatest play of the century
Unprecedentedly warm praise from critics
And public alike has met my portrayal
Of a man at his desk who gives a damn
Oh, oh, oh, if I could only see
The clear blue sky from my office window
Oh, oh, then it would only take
A steel gray day and I'd take my bow
And I'd like to thank all my friends and fans
For always pushing me to soldier on
So one last time
(For the cameras)
My greatest soliloquy
Oh, oh, oh, if I could only see
The clear blue sky from my office window
Oh, oh, then it would only take
A steel gray day and I'd take my bow
To whom it may concern
I'd like to nominate myself
To receive and award
As a small symbol of recognition
For my body of work
A lifetime of selling my body
To pay the bills
But my heart and my mind
Are mine
Mine, you will not win this war
This is just a battle
Oh, oh, oh, well, I've surrendered you
My physical attendance here
But no, no, no, you will not take my soul
Let's we forget why I'm sitting here
My letter to the Human Resources Department says
You started a war so you'll get what you started
I'm only working here
Because I need the
Fucking money
I'm only working here
Because I need the
Fucking money
I'm only working here
Because I need the
Fucking money
I'm only working here
Because I need the
Fucking money
Credits
Writer(s): Lisa Marie Presley
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