to The Beatles and the sound of laughing Ed

time we have a quarrelIt almost breaks my heartBecause

will it come aroundThe wind that will inspireWhen will

got more love than anything elseBut a Jezebel spirit

should be on my wayI really ought not stayFar

are no worries for someoneLife's in no hurry for someoneThere

change the key from C to DYou see, to

are no monks in my band (There are no

Jack Irons with Hillel itYeah, sing it, do

and my, me and my, me and my, me and

my landlady, she livesThree houses awayAnd she claims that

I'm walkin' on down the roadBut it can't be

Take me backHold my handAll the way backTo the brotherlandTake me

spies from China try to steal your mind's elationLittle

stop, addicted to the shindigChop Top, he says

I got, you got to give it to your

four hours to go I want to be sedatedNothing

a lunatic, and a hypocriteA lone star gone lost

trippin' with my two favorite alliesFully loaded, we got

awakeFall asleepTake a look at what you think and