I've had no need for fathers Or fathers in the clouds Out of the sky there comes this guy Saying I, I, I What does one say? "Where have you been all this time?" "Where's my back pay?" "Was your Broadway play sublime?" There is a lie on my birth certificate And the other guy would like me to change it (I've met each of them twice) Here's an odd thing The correspondence is queer We've both written songs Danced to by Richard Gere I've had no need for fathers Or fathers in the clouds Saying I, I, I