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Hair
The American Tribal Love-Rock Musical
by Gerome Ragni and James Rado
Aquarius
When the moon is in the Seventh House
And Jupiter aligns with Mars
Then peace will guide the planets
And love will steer the stars
This is the dawning of the age of Aquarius
The age of Aquarius
Aquarius!
Aquarius!
Harmony and understanding
Sympathy and trust abounding
No more falsehoods or derisions
Golding living dreams of visions
Mystic crystal revalation
And the mind's true liberation
Aquarius!
Aquarius!
When the moon is in the Seventh House
And Jupiter aligns with Mars
Then peace will guide the planets
And love will steer the stars
This is the dawning of the age of Aquarius
The age of Aquarius
Aquarius!
Aquarius!
[Extra verses from London 1993 production]
As our hearts go beating through the night
We dance unto the dawn of day
To be the bearers of the water
Our light will lead the way
We are the spirit of the age of Aquarius
The Age of Aquarius
Harmony and understanding
Sympathy and trust abounding
Angelic illumination
Rising firey constellation
Travelling our starry courses
Guided by the cosmic forces
O care for us
Aquarius
Donna
Oh
Once upon a looking-for-Donna-time
There was a sixteen year old virgin
Oh Donna oh oh Donna oh oh oh
Looking for my Donna
I just got back from looking for Donna
San Francisco
Psychedelic urchin
Oh Donna oh oh Donna oh oh oh
Looking for my Donna
Have you seen
My sixteen year old tattooed woman
Heard a story
She got busted for her beauty oh oh oh
Oh oh!
Once upon a looking-for-Donna-time
There was a sixteen year old virgin
Oh Donna oh oh Donna oh oh oh
Looking for my Donna
I've been to India and saw the yogi light (lie?)
In South America the Indian smoke glows bright
I'm reincarnated and so are we all
And in this lifetime we'll rise
Before we fall
Before we fall
Once upon a looking-for-Donna-time
There was a sixteen year old virgin
Oh Donna oh oh Donna oh oh oh
Looking for my Donna
And I'm going to show her
Life on earth can be sweet
Gonna lay my mutated head (self) at her feet
And I'm gonna love her make love to her
Till the sky turns brown
I'm evolving I'm evolving
Through the drugs
That you put down
Once upon a looking-for-Donna-time
There was a sixteen year old virgin
Oh Donna oh oh Donna oh oh oh
Looking for my Donna
Looking for my Donna
Donna!
Hashish
Hashish
Cocaine
Heroin
Opium
LSD
DMT
STP, BLT
A&P, IRT
APC, Alcohol
Cigarettes, shoe polish and peyote
Dexadrine, benzedrine, methedrine
S-E-X and Y-O-U, Wow!
Hasish [London 1993]
Hashish
Marijuana
Opium
LSD peyote
Thai stick and magical mushrooms and
Organic mescaline, silly psylicibin [sic]
Cannabis
Sativa
Alcohol, nicotine
Cough syrup
Shoe polish
Quaaludes and valium
Volcanic poppers and asprins
Smoking banana skins
S E X
Y O U
Wow!
Sodomy/"Holy Orgy"
Sodomy
Fellatio
Cunnilingus
Pederasty
Father, why do these words sound so nasty?
Masturbation
Can be fun
Join the holy orgy
Kama Sutra
Everyone!
Colored Spade
I'm a
Colored spade
A nigger
A black nigger
A jungle bunny
Jigaboo coon
Pickaninny mau mau
Uncle Tom
Aunt Jemima
Little Black Sambo
Cotton pickin'
Swamp guinea
Junk man
Shoeshine boy
Elevator operator
Table cleaner at Horn & Hardart
Slave voodoo
Zombie
Ubangi lipped
Flat nose
Tap dancin'
Resident of Harlem
And president of
The United States of Love
President of
The United States of Love
(and if you ask him to dinner you're going to feed him:)
Watermelon
Hominy grits
An' shortnin' bread
Alligator ribs
Some pig tails
Some black eyed peas
Some chili
Some collard greens
And if you don't watch out
This boogie man will get you
Booooooooo!
Manchester England
Manchester England England
Across the Atlantic Sea
And I'm a genius genius
I believe in God
And I believe that God
Believes in Claude
That's me that's me
Claude Hooper Bukowski
Finds that it's groovy
To hide in a movie
Pretends he's Fellini
And Antonioni
And also his countryman Roman Polanski
All rolled into one
One Claud Hooper Bukowski
Now that I've dropped out
Why is life dreary dreary
Answer my weary query
Timothy Leary dearie
Oh Manchester England England
Across the Atlantic Sea
And I'm a genius genius
I believe in God
And I believe that God
Believes in Claude
That's me (that's he)
That's me (that's he)
That's me (that's he)
That's me
I'm Black/Ain't Got No
I'm black I'm black
I'm pink I'm pink
I'm Rinso white
I'm in-vis-i-ble
SOLO VOICE OTHERS ANSWER
Ain't got no home So
Ain't got no shoes Poor
Ain't got no money Honey
Ain't got no class Common
Ain't got no scarf - Hot
Ain't got no gloves Cold
Ain't got no bed Beat
Ain't got no pot Busted
Ain't got no faith Catholic
Ain't got no mother Orphan
Ain't got no culture Man
Ain't got no friends Lucky
Ain't got no schoolin' Dumb
Ain't got no shine - Dull
Ain't got no underwear Bad
Ain't got no soap Dirty
Ain't got no A-Train - Jump
Ain't got no mind Lost it
Ain't got no smokes Shit
Ain't got no job Lazy
Ain't got no work - Fine
Ain't got no coins - Broke
Ain't got no pennies Beg
Ain't got no girl/man Horny
Ain't got no ticket - Hustle
Ain't got no token Walk
Ain't got no God Good
[Extra verse from London, 1993]
Ain't got no father dead
Ain't got no T.V. honest
Ain't got no pizza starving
Ain't got no gallo nervous
Ain't got no sleep high
Ain't got no rhythm white
Ain't got no books lovely
Ain't got no socks nasty
Ain't got no sex ugly
Dead End [London 1993]
Dead end
Don't walk
Keep out
Red light
Steep cliff
Beware
Mad dog
Blind man
Warning land mine
High voltage line
Don't make a pass
Keep of the grass
Detour
Wet paint
Hands off
Dead end
Men working
Dead end
No standing
Dead end
No parking
Dead end
No smoking
Dead end
No joking
Dead end
No more suffering
No more pain
We gotta get on board that freedom train
Give up that prejudice, hate
It's a heartbreakin' load
And all that violence and greed is stuff we don't need
Oh it's gotta be the end of that old mean road
It's a dead dead dead dead end
My Friend
I Believe In Love
I believe in love
I believe in love
I believe in love
I believe in love
I believe that now is the time
For all good men
To believe in love
I believe that now is the time
For all good men to come to the aide of
My country tis of thee
Sweet land of liberty
God saaaaave...
I believe in love...
What do we want?
Peace
And when do we want it?
Now
What do we want?
Freedom
And when do we want it?
Now
Peace now freedom now
Peace now freedom now
KKK
What do we think is really great?
To bomb, lynch and segregate
Black, white, yellow, red
Copulate in a king size bed
Hey, hey, LBJ
How many kids did you kill today?
Hell, no, we won't go
Hell, no, we won't go
Peace now, freedom now..
Ain't Got No (Reprise)
Ain't got no grass Can't take no trip
Ain't got no acid Can't blow my mind
Ain't got no clothes You're full of puss
Ain't got no pad You're full of piss
Ain't got no apples We got balls
Ain't got no knife Can't cut you up
Ain't got no guns We got bananas
Ain't got no garbage White trash
Ain't got no draft card Burned it burned it burned it
Ain't got no earth
Ain't got no fun
Ain't got no bike
Ain't got no pimples
Ain't got no trees
Ain't got no air
Ain't got no water
City
banjo
toothpicks
shoelaces
teachers
football
telephone
records
doctor
brother
sister
uniforms
machine guns
airplanes
air force
germs
M-1 (bang bang bang)
M-2 (bang bang bang)
A bombs
H bombs
P bombs
Q bombs
Chinese checks
Hindus
Bindus
Italianos
Polacks
Germans
Youse
Jews
Ups and downs
Vietnam, Johnson, high school, sex, coffee, books, food, scissors,
magazines, news, cigarettes, cancer, LSD, 007S, Supermans, Batmans,
Castros, subways, conedisons, Hollywood, napalm, Tuesday Weld,
Burton-Taylor, pop art, pop off, popcorn, popsicle, Andy Warpop, pop
paper, pop up, Popeye, poppers, lipstick, dresses, combs, glasses,
leather, sandals, harmonicas, England, outer space, astronauts, Jesus,
air, air, air, air, air, air...
Air
Welcome! sulphur dioxide
Hello! carbon monoxide
The air, the air
Is everywhere
Breath deep, while you sleep
Breath deep
Bless you, alcohol bloodstream
Save me, nicotine lung steam
Incense, incense
Is in the air
Breath deep, while you sleep
Breath deep
Cataclysmic ectoplasm
Fallout atomic orgasm
Vapor and fume
At the stone of my tomb
Breathing like a sullen perfume
Eating at the stone of my tomb
Welcome! sulphur dioxide
Hello! carbon monoxide
The air, the air
Is everywhere
Breath deep, while you sleep
Breath deep
Deep, deep, deep, cough cough
Initials
LBJ took the IRT
Down to 4th Street USA
When he got there
What did he see?
The youth of America on LSD
LBJ IRT
USA LSD
LSD LBJ
FBI CIA
FBI CIA
LSD LBJ
I Got Life
I got life, mother
I got laughs, sister
I got freedom, brother
I got good times, man
I got crazy ways, daughter
I got million-dollar charm, cousin
I got headaches and toothaches
And bad times too
Like you
I got my hair
I got my head
I got my brains
I got my ears
I got my eyes
I got my nose
I got my mouth
I got my teeth
I got my tongue
I got my chin
I got my neck
I got my tits
I got my heart
I got my soul
I got my back
I got my ass
I got my arms
I got my hands
I got my fingers
Got my legs
I got my feet
I got my toes
I got my liver
Got my blood
I got my guts (I got my guts)
I got my muscles (muscles)
I got life (life)
Life (life)
Life (life)
LIFE!
Going Down
Me and Lucifer
Lucifer and me
Just like the angel that fell
Banished forever to Hell
Today have I been expelled
From high school heaven
Elevator going down
Going down
This is my doom, my humiliation
October, not June
And it's summer vacation
Such a disgrace
How can i face the nation?
Why should this pain
Bring me such strange elation?
Emancipation proclamation
Oh Dr. Lincoln
My head needs shrinkin'
Lu lu lu lu lu lu Lucifer and me
Doomed from here
To e-ter-ni-ty!
Everybody going down down down
Going down
Forgive me if I don't cry
It's like the Fourth of July
Thank God that angels can fly
Going down down down
Hair
She asks me why
I'm just a hairy guy
I'm hairy noon and night
Hair that's a fright
I'm hairy high and low
Don't ask me why
Don't know
It's not for lack of break
Like the Grateful Dead
Darling
Gimme head with hair
Long beautiful hair
Shining, gleaming,
Streaming, flaxen, waxen
Give me down to there hair
Shoulder length or longer
Here baby, there mama
Everywhere daddy daddy
Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair
Flow it, show it
Long as God can grow it
My hair
Let it fly in the breeze
And get caught in the trees
Give a home to the fleas in my hair
A home for fleas
A hive for bees
A nest for birds
There ain't no words
For the beauty, the splendor, the wonder
Of my...
Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair
Flow it, show it
Long as God can grow it
My hair
I want it long, straight, curly, fuzzy
Snaggy, shaggy, ratty, matty
Oily, greasy, fleecy
Shining, gleaming, streaming
Flaxen, waxen
Knotted, polka-dotted
Twisted, beaded, braided
Powdered, flowered, and confettied
Bangled, tangled, spangled, and spaghettied!
Oh say can you see
My eyes if you can
Then my hair's too short
Down to here
Down to there
Down to where
It stops by itself
They'll be ga ga at the go go
When they see me in my toga
My toga made of blond
Brilliantined
Biblical hair
My hair like Jesus wore it
Hallelujah I adore it
Hallelujah Mary loved her son
Why don't my mother love me?
Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair
Flow it, show it
Long as God can grow it
My hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair
Flow it, show it
Long as God can grow it
My hair
My Conviction
You know kids, I wish every mom and dad would make a speech to their
teenagers and say kids, be free, be whatever you are, do whatever you
want to do, just so long as you don't hurt anybody. And remember kids,
I am your friend.
I would just like to say that it is my conviction
That longer hair and other flamboyant affectations
Of appearance are nothing more
Than the male's emergence from his drab camoflage
Into the gaudy plumage
Which is the birthright of his sex
There is a peculiar notion that elegant plumage
And fine feathers are not proper for the male
When ac------tually
That is the way things are
In most species
Easy to be Hard
How can people be so heartless
How can people be so cruel
Easy to be hard
Easy to be cold
How can people have no feelings
How can they ignore their friends
Easy to be proud
Easy to say no
And especially people
Who care about strangers
Who care about evil
And social injustice
Do you only
Care about the bleeding crowd?
How about a needing friend?
I need a friend
How can people be so heartless
You know I'm hung up on you
Easy to give in
Easy to help out
And especially people
Who care about strangers
Who say they care about social injustice
Do you only
Care about the bleeding crowd
How about a needing friend?
I need a friend
How can people have no feelings
How can they ignore their friends
Easy to be hard
Easy to be cold
Easy to be proud
Easy to say no
Don't Put it Down
Om mane padme om
On mane padme om
Folding the flag means taking care of the nation.
Folding the flag is putting it to bed for the night.
I fell through a hole in the flag
I'm falling through a hole in the flag
Help!
Don't put it down
Best one around
Crazy for the red blue and white
Crazy for the red blue and white
You look at me
What do you see
Crazy for the white red and blue
Crazy for the white red and blue
Cause I look different
You think I'm subversive
Crazy for the blue white and red
Crazy for the blue white and red
My heart beats true
For the red white and blue
Crazy for the blue white and red
Crazy for the blue white and red
And yellow fringe
Crazy for the blue white red and yellow
Frank Mills
I met a boy called Frank Mills
On September twelfth right here
In front of the Waverly
But unfortunately
I lost his address
He was last seen with his friend,
A drummer, he resembles George Harrison of the Beatles
But he wears his hair
Tied in a small bow at the back
I love him but it embarrasses me
To walk down the street with him
He lives in Brooklyn somewhere
And wears this white crash helmet
He has gold chains on his leather jacket
And on the back is written the names
Mary
And Mom
And Hell's Angels
I would gratefully
Appreciate it if you see him tell him
I'm in the park with my girlfriend
And please
Tell him Angela and I
Don't want the two dollars back
Just him!
Be-in
Hare Krishna Hare Krishna
Krishna Krishna Hare Hare
Hare Rama Hare Rame
Rama Rama Hare Hare
Love love x2
Love love x2
Drop out x2
Drop out x2
Be in x2
Be in x2
Take trips get high
Laugh joke and good bye
Beat drum and old tin pot
I'm high on you know what
Marijuana marijuana
Juana juana mari mari
High high high high
Way way up here
Ionosphere
Beads, flowers, freedom, happiness x2
Beads, flowers, freedom, happiness x2
Where Do I Go?
Where do I go
Follow the river
Where do I go
Follow the gulls
Where is the something
Where is the someone
That tells me why I live and die
Where do I go
Follow the children
Where do I go
Follow their smiles
Is there an answer
In their sweet faces
That tells me why I live and die
Follow the wind song
Follow the thunder
Follow the neon in young lovers' eyes
Down to the gutter
Up to the glitter
Into the city
Where the truth lies
Where do I go
Follow my heartbeat
Where do I go
Follow my hand
Where will they lead me
And will I ever
Discover why I live and die
Why do I live (beads, flowers)
Why do I die (freedom, happiness)
Tell my why (beads, flowers)
Tell me where (freedom, happiness)
Tell my why (beads, flowers)
Tell me why (freedom!)
Electric Blues
Tell me who do you love man?
Tell me what man?
Tell me what's it you love man?
An old fashioned melody
Tell me what's it that moves you?
Tell me what's it that grooves you?
An old fashioned melody
But old songs leave you dead
We sell our souls for bread
We're all encased in sonic armor
Beltin' it out through chrome grenades
Miles and miles of medusan chord
The electronic sonic boom
It's what's happening baby
it's where it's at daddy
They chain ya and brainwash ya
When you least suspect it
They feed ya mass media
The age is electric
I got the electric blues
I got the electric blues
Thwump... rackety... whomp
Rock... folk rock... rhythm and blues
Electronics explodin'... rackety-clack
Thwump... rackety... whomp
Plugged in... turned on
We're all encased in sonic armor
Beltin' it out through chrome grenades
Miles and miles of medusan chord
The electronic sonic boom
It's what's happening baby
it's where it's at daddy
They chain ya and brainwash ya
When you least suspect it
They feed ya mass media
The age is electric
I got the electric blues
I got the electric blues
Black Boys
Black boys are delicious
Chocolate flavored love
Licorice lips like candy
Keep my cocoa handy
I have such a sweet tooth
When it comes to love
Once I tried a diet
Of quiet, rest, no sweets
But I went nearly crazy
And I went clearly crazy
Because I really craved for
My chocolate flavored treats
Black boys are nutritious
Black boys fill me up
Black boys are so damn yummy
They satisfy my tummy
I have such a sweet tooth
When it comes to love
Black black black black black black black black
Black boys
White Boys
White boys are so pretty
Skin as smooth as milk
White boys are so pretty
Hair like Chinese silk
White boys give me goose bumps
White boys give me chills
When they touch my shoulder
That's the touch that kills
Well, my momma calls 'em lilies
I call 'em Piccadillies
My daddy warns me stay away
I say come on out and play
White boys are so groovy
White boys are so tough
Every time that they're near me
I just can't get enough
White boys are so pretty
White boys are so sweet
White boys drive me crazy
Drive me indiscreet
White boys are so sexy
Legs so long and lean
Love those sprayed-on trousers
Love the love machine
My brother calls 'em rubble
That's my kind of trouble
My daddy warns me "no no no"
But I say "White boys go go go"
White boys are so lovely
Beautiful as girls
I love to run my fingers
And toes through all their curls
Give me a tall
A lean
A sexy
A sweet
A pretty
A juicy
White boy
Black boys!
White boys!
Black boys!
White boys!
Mixed media!
Walking in Space
Doors locked (doors locked)
Blinds pulled (blinds pulled)
Lights low (lights low)
Flames high (flames high)
My body (my body)
My body
My body (my body)
My body
My body
Is walking in space
My soul is in orbit
With God face to face
Floating, flipping
Flying, tripping
[ from the book:]
Tripping from Pottsville to Mainline
Tripping from Mainline to Moonville
[ from London 1993:]
Tripping from Potsville to Starlight ["pot"sville]
Tripping from Starlight to Moonville
On a rocket to
The Fourth Dimension
Total self awareness
The intention
My mind is as clear as country air
I feel my flesh, all colors mesh
Red black
Blue brown
Yellow crimson
Green orange
Purple pink
Violet white
White white
White white
White white
All the clouds are cumuloft
Walking in space
Oh my God your skin is soft
I love your face
How dare they try to end this beauty?
How dare they try to end this beauty?
To keep us under foot
They bury us in soot
Pretending it's a chore
To ship us off to war
In this dive
We rediscover sensation
In this dive
We rediscover sensation
Walking in space
We find the purpose of peace
The beauty of life
You can no longer hide
Our eyes are open
Our eyes are open
Our eyes are open
Our eyes are open
Wide wide wide!
Abie Baby
Yes, I's finished on y'all farm land with yo' boll weevils and all,
and pluckin' y'all's chickens, fryin' mother's oats in grease. I's
free now, thanks to yo', Massa Lincoln, emancipator of the slaves.
Yes, I's finished on y'all farm land with yo' boll weevils and all,
and pluckin' y'all's chickens, fryin' mother's oats in grease. I's
free now, thanks to yo', Massa Lincoln, emancipator of the slaves.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, emanci-mother-fuckin-pator of the slaves. x2
Four score
I said four score and seven years ago
Oh sock it to 'em baby, you're sounding better all the time!
Our forefathers, I mean all our forefathers
Brought forth upon this here continent a new nation
Concieved, conceived like we all was
In liberty, and dedicated to the one I love
I mean dedicated to the proposition
That all men, honey, I tell you all men
Are created equal
Happy birthday, Abie baby,
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday, Abie baby,
Happy birthday to you
Bang!
Bang? Ha ha. Shit, I'm not dying for no white man.
(Tell it like it is, baby.)
All You Have To Do [London 1993]
All you have to do
Is give up all desires
All you have to do
Is say Om
Stay home
Say Om
Everyone should be Buddha
We are all one
No more war toys
Use high octane
And feel the tiger in your tank
Hustling is an honest profession
Hail Mary full of grace the Lord is with thee
Blessed art thou among women
And blessed is the fruit of thy womb (of the loom)
Holy Mary Mother of God, pray for us sinners
Now and at the hour of our death
Three-Five-Zero-Zero
Ripped open by metal explosion
Caught in barbed wire
Fireball
Bullet shock
Bayonet
Electricity
Shrapnel
Throbbing meat
Electronic data processing
Black uniforms
Bare feet, carbines
Mail-order rifles
Shoot the muscles
256 Viet Cong captured
256 Viet Cong captured
Prisoners in Niggertown
It's a dirty little war
Three Five Zero Zero
Take weapons up and begin to kill
Watch the long long armies drifting home
What A Piece of Work is Man
What a piece of work is man
How noble in reason
How infinite in faculties
In form and moving
How express and admirable
In action how like an angel
In apprehension how like a god
The beauty of the world
The paragon of animals
I have of late
But wherefore I know not
Lost all my mirth
This goodly frame
The earth
Seems to me a sterile promontory
This most excellent canopy
The air-- look you!
This brave o'erhanging firmament
This majestical roof
Fretted with golden fire
Why it appears no other thing to me
Than a foul and pestilent congregation
Of vapors
What a piece of work is man
How noble in reason
How dare they try to end this beauty?
How dare they try to end this beauty?
Walking in space
We find the purpose of peace
The beauty of life
You can no longer hide
Our eyes are open
Our eyes are open
Our eyes are open
Our eyes are open
Wide wide wide!
@SONG: Good Morning Starshine
Good morning starshine
The earth says hello
You twinkle above us
We twinkle below
Good morning starshine
You lead us along
My love and me as we sing
Our early morning singing song
Gliddy glub gloopy
Nibby nabby noopy
La la la lo lo
Sabba sibby sabba
Nooby abba nabba
Le le lo lo
Tooby ooby walla
Nooby abba naba
Early morning singing song
Good morning starshine
The earth says hello
You twinkle above us
We twinkle below
Good morning starshine
You lead us along
My love and me as we sing
Our early morning singing song
Gliddy glub gloopy
Nibby nabby noopy
La la la lo lo
Sabba sibby sabba
Nooby abba nabba
Le le lo lo
Tooby ooby walla
Nooby abba naba
Early morning singing song
Singing a song
Humming a song
Singing a song
Loving a song
Laughing a song
Singing a song
Sing the song
Song song song sing
Sing sing sing sing song
[Extra verse, London 1993]
Good morning starshine
The universe rings
With milky way music
Our blue planet sings
Good morning starshine
And someday so strong
They'll hear the song we sang
Our early morning singing song
The Bed
Oh the bed
Oooh the bed
Ahhh the bed
Oh the bed
Mmmm the bed
I love the bed
You can lie in bed
You can lay in bed
You can die in bed
You can pray in bed
You can live in bed
You can laugh in bed
You can give your heart
Or break your heart in half in bed
You can tease in bed
You can please in bed
You can squeeze in bed
You can freeze in bed
You can sneeze in bed
Catch the fleas in bed
All of these
Plus eat crackers and cheese in bed
Oh the bed is a thing
Of feather and spring
Of wire and wood
Invention so good
Oh the bed comes complete
With pillow and sheet
With blanket electric
And breath antiseptic
Let there be sheets
Let there be beds
Foam rubber pillows
Under our heads
Let there be sighs
Filling the room
Scanty pajamas
By Fruit of the Loom
You can eat in bed
You can beat in bed
Be in heat in bed
Have a treat in bed
You can rock in bed
You can roll in bed
Find your cock in bed
Lose your soul in bed
You can lose in bed
You can win in bed
But never never never never
Never never never never
Never never never
Never can you sin in bed!
The Flesh Failures/Let the Sunshine In
We starve-look
At one another
Short of breath
Walking proudly in our winter coats
Wearing smells from laboratories
Facing a dying nation
Of moving paper fantasy
Listening for the new told lies
With supreme visions of lonely tunes
Somewhere
Inside something there is a rush of
Greatness
Who knows what stands in front of
Our lives
I fashion my future on films in space
Silence
Tells me secretly
Everything
Everything
Manchester England England
Manchester England England
Eyes look your last
Across the Atlantic Sea
Arms take your last
embrace
And I'm a genius genius
And lips oh you the
doors of breath
I believe in God
Seal with a righteous kiss
And I believe that God believes in Claude
Seal with a righteous kiss
That's me, that's me, that's me
The rest is silence
The rest is silence
The rest is silence
Singing
Our space songs on a spider web sitar
Life is around you and in you
Answer for Timothy Leary, dearie
Let the sunshine
Let the sunshine in
The sunshine in
Let the sunshine
Let the sunshine in
The sunshine in
Let the sunshine
Let the sunshine in
The sun shine in...
Exanaplanetooch [1969 script]
Exanaplanetooch
A planet in another galaxy
Exanaplanetooch
A place where all the people look like me
A planet where the air is pure
The river waters crystal bright
The sky is green
And in the night
Twelve golden moons
Provide the light
The buildings in the cities
Shaped like hills
Made of black and green
And blue and yellow glass
With rivers running through them
Crystal bright
Swim in the water
Drink from the rivers
Total beauty, total health
Every man's an artist and a scientist-philosopher
No government and no police
No wars, no crime, no hate
Just happiness and love
Fulfillment of each man's potential
And ambition
With ever-widening horizons
Exanaplanetooch
A planet in another galaxy
Exanaplanetooch
Would you like to go back with me
The Climax [1969 script]
I reached it
He reached it
You reached it
We all reached the climax
I loved it
He loved it
You loved it
We all loved the climax
Fasten your seatbelts
Hang on tup-ight
Approaching for landing
And everything turns out delightfully right
I've had it
He's had it
You've had it
We've all had the climax
This is the turning point
Funny
But by the end
Bitter and serious and deadly
Dead End [1969 script]
Dead end
Don't walk
Keep out
Red light
Steep cliff
Beware
Mad dog
Blind man
Warning land mine
High voltage line
Don't make a pass
Keep of the grass
Detour
Wet paint
Hands off
Dead end
Sharp curve
Steep hill
Danger
One-way
Emergency
Exit
Only
Only
Warning markers hidden
Loitering forbitten
All trespassers will be shot
Claude loves Sheila-- he better love her not
Wet paint
Hands off
Keep out
Dead end
Men working
Dead end
No standing
Dead end
No parking
Dead end
No smoking
Dead end
No joking
Dead end
My friend
Sheila Franklin [1969 script]
Sheila Franklin
Second semester
NYU
And she's a protester
She loves protests in the park
Like he said: She's Joan of Arc
Voices and all
Sheila Franklin
Claudine Hooper Bukowski [1969 script]
Lift your skirt, point your tow
Volunteer for the USO
Bake cookies and pies for our guys
Your legs, shave the hair off
Your eyebrows, pluck 'em
Refuse to take your underwear off
And if they make you pucker your lips up and puck 'em
You'll forget your Ruby Tuesday
You'll forget Michelle your belle
As for Lovely Rita Meter Maid
Well she can go to hell
Even Mother Sweet cannot compete
With the neatest piece we've seen
Claudine Hooper Bukowski
She's the Queen of the United States Marines
Nervous Nellie