Once upon a time musicians used to sing their feelings out loud
So told me my mother, and Morris Albert to the world
But nowadays it’s all about…
Targets
Nothing more than targets
Won’t you please just set them?
Or at least some goals…
Numbers
Are so easy to be found
Popping up everywhere
Can’t you just pick one?
Targets
Give purposes a measure
I wish you’d understand it, girl,
So you’d safely rule again!
Targets,
Wo-o-o targets!
Wo-o-o, have some
Or you’d better leave!
Targets,
Targets like you’ve never met before
Truthful to those aims you can achieve
Play your part so we can live!