The thoughts of Plato and Machiavelli... don't seem quite enough armor for a world beset with splitting the atoms, urban guerrillas, nineteen varieties of psychotherapists, amplified guitars, napalm, computers, astronauts, and an atmosphere polluted simultaneously with auto exhaust and TV commercials...
......But I will always be your hero
Sitting here in smug ideals trying to be coy, and far from cool...slap me baby,
Tell me how to outgrow this tail
Of blind confusion wrapped in the kitty tails
Of your love....
I bow at the fortress of your
You
I love the you
of our
Love....
......But I will always be your hero
Sitting here in smug ideals trying to be coy, and far from cool...slap me baby,
Tell me how to outgrow this tail
Of blind confusion wrapped in the kitty tails
Of your love....
I bow at the fortress of your
You
I love the you
of our
Love....
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YOU WILL GET COPIES OF THAN BAND THAT JUST WON'T.
WON'T PRACTICE
WON'T TURN IT DOWN
WON'T KEEP A BEAT
WON'T PRAY
AND
WON'T QUIT