I'm going to call up the ****** Mary
And ask her out on a date
I wonder if she likes sushi
and staying up late?
I'll buy her a bouquet of roses
and fix my hair real nice
Then we can go back to my place
and make Another Christ

Hermann Hesse be ******!
All women are not mine

I found six new colors
when I awoke in the morn
they were scattered about
among the shadows on the lawn

So Much Music
So Little Time
It Will Be Pipe *****
Until I'm Supine

I sent myself a letter, C.O.D.
I refused the Postman payment
So he sent it back to me

I lent a Hand
to a Man in Need
But, oh how
Did I Bleed

I thought I saw Jesus
Walking down the road
His hair was long and flowing
and he was carrying a load
I rolled down my window
and opened up the door
And then I realized it was only
a homeless Troubadour