Rewrite

I'm workin' on my rewrite, that's right Gonna change the ending Throw away the title And toss it in the trash Every minute after midnight All the time I'm spending Is just for workin' on my rewrite, that's right Gonna turn it into cash I been workin' at the car wash I consider it my day job 'Cause it's really not a pay job But that's where I am Everybody says "The old guy Workin' at the car wash?" Hasn't got a brain cell left Since Vietnam But I say Help me, help me Help me, help me Ohhh Thank you I'd no idea That you were there When I said help me, help me Help me, help me Ohhh Thank you For listening to my prayer I'm workin' on my rewrite, that's right Gonna change the ending Gonna throw away my title And toss it in the trash Every minute after midnight All the time I'm spending Is just for workin' on my rewrite, that's right Gonna turn it into cash I'll eliminate the pages Where the father has a breakdown And he has to leave the family But he really meant no harm Gonna substitute a car chase And a race across the rooftops Where the father saves the children And he holds them in his arms I said Help me, help me Help me, help me Ohh Thank you I'd no idea That you were there When I said Help me, help me Help me, help me Ohhh Thank you For listening to my prayer Workin' on my rewrite --- Rewrite - Paul Simon