"I Shall Be Free No. 10"
I'm just average, common too
I'm just like him, the same as you
I'm everybody's brother and son
I ain't different than anyone
It ain't no use a-talking to me
It's just the same as talking to you.
I was shadow-boxing earlier in the day
I figured I was ready for Cassius Clay
I said "Fee, fie, fo, fum, Cassius Clay here I come
26, 27, 28, 29, I'm gonna make your face look just like mine
Five, four, three, two, one, Cassius Clay you'd better run
99, 100 101, 102, your ma won't even recognize you
14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, gonna knock him clean right out of his spleenf.
Well, I don't know, but I've been told
The streets in heaven are lined with gold<
I ask you how things could get much worse
If the Russians happen to get up there first
Wowee! pretty scary !
Now, I'm liberal, but to a degree
I want ev'rybody to be free
But if you think that I'll let Barry Goldwater
Move in next door and mary my daughter
You must think I'm crazy !
I wouldn't let him do it for all the farms in Cuba.
Well, I set my monkey on the log
And ordered him to do the Dog
He wagged his tail and shook his head
And he went and did the Cat instead
He's a weird monkey, very funky.
I sat with my high-heeled sneakers on
Waiting to play tennis in the noonday sun
I had my white shorts rolled up past my waist
And my wig-hat falling in my face
But they wouldn't let me on the tennis court.
I gotta woman, she's so mean
She sticks my boots in the washing machine
Sticks me with buckshot when I'm nude
Puts bubblegum in my food
She's funny, wants my money, calls me honey.
Now I gotta friend who spends his life
Stabbing my picture with a bowie-knife
Dreams of strangling me with a scarf
When my name comes up he pretends to barf
I've got a million friends !
Now they asked me to read a poem
At the sorority sister's home
I got knocked down and my head was swimmin'
I wound up with the Dean of Women
Yippee ! I'm a poet, and I know it
Hope I don't blow it.
I'm gonna grow my hair down to my feet so strange
So I look like a walking mountain range
And I'm gonna ride into Omaha on a horse
Out to the country club and the golf course
Carry the New York Times, shoot a few holes, blow their minds.
You're probably wondering by now
Just what this song is all about
What's probably got you baffled more
What this thing here is for
It's nothing
It's something I learned over in England
and I dont need some jumped up little jerk on Radio New Zealand to tell me what that means!
like a ninestone cowboy....
There ya go bro...
and I like the little feature in the weekend rag on the best movies of all time. Totally subjective of course. my top ten is: the fifth element, the wild bunch, masters of the universe, mickey one, the night before, star trek 1V, the princess bride, true stories, bring me the head of alfredo garcia.
huh that'll do for now.
Just been reading Al Gores book on the assault on reason. plenty to think about but no alternatives. e.g. why is there no discussion about the constitution in public life. Have the nutters all got this one for themselves.
and why is the NSA so large. Cant they do more with less? oops. they'll be reading this but know this: if it was up to me I would fire half of you and start again!
Politics makes strange bedfellows. Time to get rid of the cats that plague this country. What does anyone want 20 pussys for? all the lonely people where do they all come from. Kill ahorse make some jelllymeat yahoo.
and according to the Rolling Stones. one ring to rule them all KEITH RICHARDS! suck that up.
and Hegel thought he saw a dialectic in the progression of human ability to respond to the exigencies of life and then the marxists expanded it into a science. noooooooooo. just people.
trying to download yesterdays cartoon from the Dompost.
it wont do it.
b*gger.
the gist was why spend so much money buying b52's when there are so many hungry people?
Well the cartoonist has it all wrong.
There are so many people in the wolrd because the United States of America has made it a safer place and in the event the starving hordes on aid support are adventitious.
hmmmmmmmmmm.
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