Escrita por Jackson Browne, foi gravada entre o fim de 1975 e começo de 1976 e lançada em novembro de 1976 no disco de mesmo nome, o quarto disco de Browne. Foi produzida por Jon Landau. Foi lançada em compacto em maio de 1977, com Daddy's tune como Lado B. Craig Doerge toca o piano, Jeff Porcaro toca bateria, Leland Sklar toca o baixo, Fred Tackett toca guitarra e violão. David Crosby e Graham Nash fazem as harmonias vocais. David Campbell fez os arranjos de cordas. Chegou ao número 58 do Billboard Hot 100.
A letra:
I'm
going to rent myself a house
In the shade of the freeway
Gonna
pack my lunch in the morning
And go to work each day
And when the evening rolls around
I'll
go on home and lay my body down
And when the morning light comes
streaming in
I'll get up and do it again, Amen
Say it again,
Amen
I want to know what became of the
changes
We waited for love to bring
Were they only the fitful
dreams
Of some greater awakening?
I've been aware of the time going
by
They say, in the end, it's the wink of an eye
When the
morning light comes streaming in
You'll get up and do it again,
Amen
Caught between the longing for love
And
the struggle for the legal tender
Where the sirens sing and the
church bells ring
And the junk man pounds his fender
Where the
veterans dream of the fight
Fast asleep at the traffic light
And
the children solemnly wait
For the ice cream vendor
Out into the cool of the
evening
Strolls the pretender
He knows that all his hopes and
dreams
Begin and end there
ah, the lovers as they run through the
night
(Leaving nothing) leaving nothing but to choose off and
fight
And tear at the world with all their might
While the
ships bearing their dreams
Sail out of sight
I'm gonna find myself a girl
Who can
show me what laughter means
And we'll fill in the missing
colors
In each other's paint-by-number dreams
And then we'll put our dark glasses
on
And we'll make love until our strength is gone
And when the
morning light comes streaming in
We'll get up and do it again
Get
it up again
I'm gonna be a happy idiot
And
struggle for the legal tender
Where the ads take aim and lay their
claim
To the heart and the soul of the spender
And believe in
whatever may lie
In those things that money can buy
Where true
love could have been a contender
Are you there? Say a prayer for the
pretender
Who started out so young and strong only to surrender
Say a prayer for the pretender
Are
you there for the pretender?
Say a prayer for the pretender
Are
you there for the pretender?
Are you prepared for the pretender?
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