I Was Trying To Say

I'll Give You Everything I've Got For A Little Peace Of Mind

I Was Stuck In The Feeling That One Did Not--was Not Justified In Being Alive Unless One Was Fulfilling Other People's Dreams, Whether They Were Contractual Dreams Or The Public's Dreams, Or Fulfilling My Own Dreams And Illusions About What I Thought I Was Supposed To Be, Which, In Retrospect, Turned Out To Not Be What I Am.

I Want You To Make Love, Not War, I Know You've Heard It Before.

He Laid It On George, Me And Our Wives Without Telling Us At A Dinner Party At His House. He Was A Friend Of George's, And Our Dentist At The Time. He Just Put It In Our Coffee Or Something. He Didn't Know What It Was, It Was Just, 'it's All The Thing,' With The Middle-class London Swingers. They Had All Heard About It And Didn't Know It Was Different From Pot Or Pills. And They Gave It To Us, And He Was Saying, 'i Advise You Not To Leave,' And We Thought He Was Trying To Keep Us For An Orgy In His House And We Didn't Want To Know.

We're Crazy About This City. First Time We Came Here, We Walked The Streets All Day, All Over Town And Nobody Hassled Us. People Smiled, Friendly-like, And We Knew We Could Live Here. We'd Like To Keep Our Place In Greenwich Village And Have An Apartment Here, God And The Immigration Service Willing. Los Angeles? That's Just A Big Parking Lot Where You Buy A Hamburger For The Trip To San Francisco.