I am a Song

I was travelling on Moving on the road to my Jehova It was the only thing I knew how to do She was banging a gong She was banging and banging it over and over She said "you better get some music in you" And you know I'm saving some From the person I've become And if you're willing to wait long Something better always comes along I am a song I am a moral subsidy I am a song A three minute symphony Yes I belong To the society of piety and love But I still need someone to show it now, baby I was hanging around I was hanging around at the bottom of the food chain It was the only thing I knew how to do You were burrowing down You were caught in a struggle with your vajayjay Well, is there anything I can do? Cause I can lend a helping hand Cause I turn into King Kong When the coffee gets too strong I am a song An evil siren's melody I am a song In an unusual key Yes I belong To give punishment and merriment and love I fit you like a music glove, now baby You were bringing me down You were hymning and humming about the Apocalypse While we're stuck in an elevator I had to turn you around Had to wise you up, bring you back to your grips Well you can thank me for it later But we couldn't've come this far Without a very special car Some day we'll write the wrongs Of Jolene and the ching chang chong I am a song And though my words don't often rhyme I am a song With a refreshing twist of lime Yes I'm up long I'll have my knees removed cause it's something to do with love But I'm not picking it up now baby