Song Description

The perils of writing-to-order.

Lyrics

You say you wrote a ditty while you drove across the city
Didn't turn out very pretty Boo-hoo pity for you
You're pushin' words around pushin' words around

You say you gotta sonnet written on the john
It would be better for all concerned if it were burned and flushed down
You're pushin' words around

Here's a headline--words don't like deadlines
Get your head out of your asinine
Stop pushin' words around words around
Pushin' words

With luck may come a phrase run around your head for days
Drivin' you crazy pushin' you around (how do you like it?)
Words pushin' you around

Now of course you got the cart after the horse the clap before the sound
They're pushin' you around you around
Words pushin' you around

Pickin' on a vocabulary your own size

Pushin' you around you around
Now you're a writer

Polly wanna syllable?