I think a lot about the times when I was old and full on lines
Like man it's all so hip or was It groovy
Well anyway that's all so yuk

Like a book I didn't read last night
Concerning someone else's wife. whose husband's son
Had ran off with his mother


And you know. if 3 and 2 were multiplied they'd equal 6
Little children started building not with bricks

But with what they had been told was
Advantageous to an old and sort of in between
Has been


I must admit it frightens me to think we take so literally
The fact that you can get away with murder

There ought to be a law against
Common sense of course will not prevail
If people going into jail

Are doing so for fear of unemployment

And you know. what makes a parrot talk


Is really rather cute
What he does is listen close then follows suit

And within a minute. two at best. refers to you
As nothing less than some obscene
Has been


I've never had myself altered. what for
I mean if I did. I'm not sure

I'd be all that happy to see. another me

I wouldn't be at all surprised if I looked you

Straight in the eyes
And saw there were no stars. only your eyeballs


And you know, if two and two were joined
By two they'd equal 6
Little children started building not with bricks


And without even the prompting will bestow on you
The daunting little words that mean

Has been
A sort of In between
Has been