Roger Hodgson - My Magazine Lyrics
Tell me what you like, I'll print it allYou need laughs, 'cause you don't need miseryJust tell me what you need, I'll tell it allScrew the facts, I can give you fantasyChorus:My magazine, I'm talking about my magazine...Just tell me what you want, I print it allYou need help, it's a sick societyJust tell me what you need, I sell it allWho needs friends, I'm collecting enemiesRepeat Chorus