Текстове на песни: John Wesley Harding. A Fan Speaks.

I met ray davies in a danish airport
Turned out to be a real nice guy
He said "keep writing your songs, man
As long as you can"
And I think that was good advice
But actually he didn't quite say that
I added that word "man"
I'm just following his good words
But of course I'm a very big fan
And I was just trying to make this thing scan

I met many a famous person
I'm not gonna drop any names
Sure, I did mention ray
When I started to play
But that's cos he is a credit to fame
Unlike a few I could mention
Who actually quite freaked me out
They treated me like I was one of those guys
Who carries a small gun about

So congratulations to those of you
Who feel the need to congratulate your heroes
It may be tense for both of you
But I'm sure they appreciate the gesture
But commiserations to souls that are lost

Who feel that murder is a way to get their love across
Great God above keep the people we love
From those merely seeking attention

Yes, I know what it's like to be bothered
And I know what it's like to be tired
But you gotta hide
In some kinda disguise
To be famous and yet be walked by
So, stars, watch your manners around me
You don't have to talk to me long
I may not pull a gun out on you
But I might write you into this song

So, congratulations to those of you
Who feel the need to congratulate your heroes
If someone means a lot to you
It surely rates a mention
But commiserations to souls that are lost
Who feel that killing is a way to get their love across
Great God above, keep the stars that we love
From those merely seeking attention