Does he have a heart? Maybe he can’t help himself? I don’t know, but we elected him anyway.
When a man’s an empty kettle he should be on his mettle,
And yet I’m torn apart.
Just because I’m presumin’ that I could be kind-a-human,
If I only had heart.
I’d be tender – I’d be gentle and awful sentimental
Regarding Love and Art.
I’d be friends with the sparrows … and the boys who shoots the arrows
If I only had a heart.
Picture me – a balcony. Above a voice sings low.
Wherefore art thou, Romeo?
I hear a beat….How sweet.
Just to register emotion, jealousy – devotion,
And really feel the part.
I could stay young and chipper and I’d lock it with a zipper, If I only had a heart.
That was wonderful! You know, we were just wondering why you couldn’t come with us to
the Emerald City to ask the Wizard of Oz for a heart.
Well, suppose the Wizard wouldn’t give me one when we got there?
Oh, but he will! He must! We’ve come such a long way already.
Dorothy, Scarecrow and Tin Man