Balad For Mr. T

Once while in a cab in DC
You showed a simple golden dignity
Or fighting Rocky on the silver screen
yeah, you killed Mickey but it wasn't mean
Cutting down all your trees as the March sun was fading out
You went on Diff'rent Strokes to ask Willis what he was talking bout

Mr. T, oh Mr T. Pity a Fool for me

Driving around in your red striped van
You are one hellava tough man
Drinking milk when you are thirsty
You wear the proper amount of jewelry
the chains set you free

Mr. T, oh Mr T. Pity a Fool for me

You don't want to fly, Murdoch is crazy
Hannibal's gonna love it when a plan has come together
A plan has come together