of Corona See you, me and Julio down by the schoolyard See you, me and Julio down by the schoolyard In a couple of days they come and take me away
sprinkling of leaves) Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme (Washes the ground with so many tears) Between the salt water and the sea strand (A soldier cleans and
The path before my lies And the pattern never alters Until the rat dies And the pattern still remains On the wall where darkness fell And it's fitting
love lies waiting Silently for me Every day's an endless stream Of cigarettes and magazines And each town looks the same to me The movies and the factories And
? Is life within the business world a drag? Did your boss just mention that you'd better shop around To find yourself a more productive bag? Are you worried and
can hear the ocean roar In the dangling conversation And the superficial sighs The borders of our lives And you read your Emily Dickinson And I my Robert Frost And
: Cloudy The sky is gray and white and cloudy Sometimes I think it's hanging down on me And it's a hitchhike a hundred miles I'm a raga-muffin child
flushed with the night We walked on frosted fields Of juniper and lamplight I held your hand And when I awoke And felt you warm and near I kissed
get stoned I been Mick Jaggered, silver daggered Andy Warhol, won't you please come home? I been mothered, fathered, aunt and uncled Been Roy Haleed and Art Garfunkeled
stony womb The carriage rides to meet the groom And open wide and welcome doors But he hesitates, and then withdraws Deeper in the shadows And the
edition of the news, good night. Silent night, holy night All is calm, all is bright Round yon virgin mother and child Holy infant so tender and
wall Casts an image dark and small But I'm not sure at all it's my relfection I am blinded by the light Of God and truth and right And I wander in
doo, feeling groovy Ba da da da da da da, feeling groovy I got no deeds to do No promises to keep I'm dappled and drowsy and ready to sleep Let
And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson Jesus loves you more than you will know wo wo wo God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson Heaven holds a place for those who
me down When you're down and out When you're on the street When evening falls so hard, I will comfort you I'll take your part Oh, when darkness comes And
lies waiting silently for me Ev'ry day's an endless stream Of cigarettes and magazines And each town looks the same to me, the movies and the factories And
-doo, feelin' groovy Ba, da, da, da, da, da, da, feelin' groovy I've got no deeds to do, no promises to keep I'm dappled and drowsy and ready to sleep
in their cages And the zoo keeper is very fond of rum Zebras are reactionaries Antelopes are missionaries Pigeons plot in secrecy And hamsters turn on frequently What a gas, you gotta come and