call all the talk show hosts the words out on the street
first one who gets a hold of this wise ratings won't be beat
i'm ready to take it public put the mic into my hand
and i'll tell the world that i'm a lonely man
call all the record stores they'll be clearing off the shelves
making way for the hottest thing since the king first gave him hell
while the whole world will stop and listen when i strike up the band
and i tell them all that i'm a lonely man
lonely in the morning
lonely at night
lonely in the morning
lonely when things are falling apart
and lonely when they're all right
lonely as a jukebox
rusting on the floor
wondering why nobody wants to hear them old songs no more
lonely alone
lonely alone
lonely with nobody to help
lonely lonely

lonely alone
lonely alone
lonely alone

lonely that never gets old
lonely alone
Lonely in the morning
Lonely at night
Lonely when things are falling apart
And lonely when they're alright
Lonely as a music box
Rusting on the shelf
Wishing my arms was long enough
For me to open up myself
Better call the president
Better call the president

Tell him maximum alert
If they handle this diplomatically
I hope nobody gets hurt
While the markets may bust
And the crops turn to dust
I'll fix it all if I can
But I gotta tell the world that
I'm a lonely man
Whoa, I'll tell them all