All you want to do is something good
So get ready to be ridiculed and misunderstood
'Cause don't you know that you're a fucking freak in this world
In which everybody's willing to choose swine over pearls
And maybe everything is all for nothing
Still you'd better keep it to yourself
'Cause God knows it's not safe with anybody else
You can take your own advice and try again
But a thousand compromises don't add up to a win
And they'd be happy if you'd only cover your tracks
But the trail of crumbs you've left won't help you find your way back
So maybe everything is all for nothing
Still you'd better keep it to yourself
'Cause God knows it's not safe with anybody else
God knows it's not safe with anybody else
You can play along, but you'll just end up wrong somehow, won't you
-guitar solo-
But you're the idiot who keeps believing in luck
And you just can't get it through your head that no one else gives a fuck
So maybe everything is all for nothing
Still you'd better keep it to yourself
'Cause God knows it's not safe with anybody else
God knows it's not safe with anybody else
-guitar solo-
God knows it's not safe with anybody else
It's not safe with anybody else
God knows it's not safe with anybody else
-52 secs of silence-
(Play that guitar
But you're the idiot who keeps believing in luck
The speaker is out of the picture
I'm talking to the microphone
The microphone thinks that I'm talking
But I'm not talking at all
I'm singing to you)(Shel Silverstein & Jeffrey Comanor)
I'm gonna throw my grass out the window
Crumple up my papers too
Give away my speed, Cause all I'm gonna need
Is just a little bit of love from you
And we'll be makin' it natural
Ain't it just about time
That old stuff I was so keen on
I no longer have to lean on
Cause your love's enough to keep me high
Now if any you heads want some Panama red
All you gotta do is to reach out your hand
I'll trade my stash for just a little bit of cash
To buy a simple golden wedding band
And we'll be makin' it natural
But don't you ask me how
It's been the cause of all my sorrow
But I think I'll start tomorrow
'Cause I sure could use a hit right now
I'm gonna throw it out the window, some day
Give away my cocaine
Bust my spikes and flush a million mikes
Of acid right down the drain
And we'll be makin' it natural, makin' it natural.......
(c)1972 Evil Eye Music Inc.