You can stop now. Cause I don't want none of that gibberish. Yes, you can stop now. I don't want your playing around. Well you can stop now. I don't want your morality.
Oh you ancients of the food god. You who showed us how to eat. Which things to eat into our body. And pass through while we stay alive. I want to thank you for your gift.
Go ahead and take it on down. It's only up you know. Go ahead take it off, all your clothes. Stand in front of me and show me. What you are. Oh I'm not that really but.
You've got to help me dear. Because there's no release. From this tangled beast. You got to be my guide. Ridin' by my side. I got a sickness now. When I'm gone it seems.
It's not the right time. Something's wrong, but I'm gonna do it anyway. You can put your bloody mind in a paper bag and eat it for lunch. What is God?.
Wrap it up in ragweed. Take it to the doctor. Great man above the clouds. Wrap it up in ragweed. Oh no, she's come again. Take me to another friend. Make this the end of it.
You're going to like me again. I know it. I sure hope it. But I know you're gonna like me again. I'll be like. Putty in your hands. However. Even though I can be anything to you.
Worthless recluse. Bang, pow, steel, muscle, k. What worse, I'm alone. Grown the bane of not being interested in the plate they passed to you. All the pleasure spots in the city.
At the end of the trip. Blank and sudden (?) going back. Voyage terminated at long last. Waiting for the high-speed rocket. Take me back to where I know.
The ain't no doubt about that. It's a work of art. My boy it's a mystery. My ???. Turns all around. It moves like a cloudy day. There ain't no doubt about that.
I thank you for your light. You're so hard to believe. I hardly believe you. That you could be there so hard to believe. You got me wondering. Cause I can't believe you hardly.
I just met the nicest of people. They only wanted to share business. There were some guests in the rain. Rotten windy time. But we'll be talking. Forever in my day.
Beachcombers in dozens on raging walls [unverified]. Sun, salt and sea, walkin down the halls. Im wondering where the murdering town. Im beating a hundred from way down below.
Well I can see that drawer sitting over there. Moving the same kind of ???. And I see magic in your hair. Your sides are so clear. I look at the buildings and I hear.
Well I did it now. Oh I did it now. The box said do not open under pain of death. It had my initials there where. I signed my initials there on it. On that white box.
Whiskers, whiskers, whiskers, whiskers. I see whiskers on your face. The way you look is a disgrace. I guess nothing could take the place of your whiskers, your whiskers.
I feel light as a feather. Since you're gone. I don't feel the floor I'm walking on. I don't think about anything. But (city/cities/Sydney?) doesn't matter.
When the telephone melts. And it's still ringing your name. When your shoes got holes. And the sidewalk's not the same. And you're falling down. Then you can think about your mother.
Wondering what your enthusiasm is gonna be like. When I see you again. I got a good feeling about it. And I'm prepared for whatever results from the next time we get together.