I want a job like Garrison Keillor's   writing and singing and talking all day   I'm still a liberal genteel-er   so it's only natural to feel this way   Have some work but I feel uneasy   something about it always makes me blue   morning light makes me queasy   I think I need something else to do      Love seeing my words on paper   something about it gives me a thrill   enthusiasm it will not taper   I'll find my cadence you know I will    NPR has come into some money   when rich liberals die good things occur   stuff me full of milk and honey   Lake Woebegone I prefer      He's coming to town I'm taking my father   got us some tickets in the balcony   I hear he's not very much to look at   but it's his voice that we're coming to see   Saturday nights they make me smile   we still look forward to the radio   don't touch that dial it whispers to me   and in there is where I wanna go      I want a job like Garrison Keillor's   writing and singing and talking all day   I'm still a liberal genteel-er   so it's only natural to feel this way   NPR has come into some money   when rich liberals die good things occur   give me a desk and a microphone   Lake Woebegone is where I prefer