If I am looking sad please don’t despair    There is after all a hint of peppermint hanging in the air    I can’t go home    I can’t go there    I’m helplessly standing in the road to a place called nowhere    If I am hunkered in the dark    If you look and can’t find a light   Not even a spark    Don’t be downcast   It’s all history now    Everthing is all in my past It’s the roadway to nowhere    And it’s littered with broken hearts and a broken chair   Bullets are flying everywhere    Would you care for an apple    Maybe a cocktail or how about a delicious pear    It’s the tollway to happiness and the hidden exit to nowhere    You don’t need a ticket I’ll let you get on free     But the ticketmaster has his price    Open up your clipboard mind and you will clearly see     If you find me slouched there in the corner    Just place a flower there for me and little Jack Horner We’re traveling on the byway to a place called nowhere   Trees are dying left and right    Devastation is all around    There’s lightning pulsating in the sky   You never have seen such a sight    Don’t feel bad Don’t you despair    Morning will bring a fresh new light   I can’t go home   I’m all alone    I’ve lost my hymnal and my telephone   I’m just standing here by the highway that leads to a place called nowhere    I know that look    I’ve seen it before   But before you turn away    Before you close that door   Stop to sing me one last song   Let the rivers run wild     Let everything else turn wrong   I can’t go home    I can’t go there    I’m standing in the crossroads    Do you think that’s fare

There’s no justice here in the United States   Nothing here at all    There’s no justice here in the United States    None that I can recall    Those little boys are running for their lives down the darkened hall   While those other boys are out playing on the courts a game of basketball   There’s just no justice here in the United States   Nothing here at all    No matter what you say be careful you don’t fall    We got the homeless stumbling all about looking for a bite    We got zoo keepers feeding the animals   Now somehow that just doesn’t seem right    I tell you there’s no justice here in the USA   Nothing here at all    I’m crying out there’s no justice in the United States   On bended knees I pray    We got money to spend on going to the moon    But we can’t give an instrument to a kid so he can play a tune    So he can stay  at home and not go out and fight     Now that doesn’t seem to me to add up    That doesn’t seem to be quite right    There’s no justice here in the United States    None that I recall    We got criminals running lose all over this land    Time is moving on    We’re running out of sand    Pick up your tambourine and lend a stranger a hand   ‘Cause there’s no justice here in the United States Nothing here at all    There’s no justice I cry that I could ever seem to recall    Oh we got fancy flashing cars that sop up gas that drive all about that are just meant for us    While there in the shadows are those  less fortunate who are forced to take the bus    I tell you there’s no justice here in the United States   There’s none here whatsoever     There’s none here at all   We’re all just waiting here waiting for the end   Waiting for the fall

Poor boy     He pays no rent     He pays no dues   He walks down the street     He’s got no shoes   Poor boy his throat is parched    He can’t sing the blues   He walks on down the street   He ain’t got no shoes    He’s standing there     No way to turn Huddled there on the corner    He’s listening to his stomach churn    Poor boy he hears no voice he has no muse    He walks on down the empty street    He has no shoes    His pantry is bare his heart is torn    His eyes they just stare    That’s what you get when you’re in downtown nowhere   Poor boy He pays no rent    He pays no dues   He just walks on down the street    He’s got no shoes There’s no one to sing his praises   No one to pat him on the back    No one to give him no raises   Poor boy   He takes no vacations and ain’t goin’ on no cruise    He’s lost his opinions and he’s forgot all his views    He walks on down that lonely street Look   He’s got no shoes   Poor boy

It’s right there in the Consitution     Everybody’s got rights    That’s an absolution   I’m goin’ straight down to the railroad tracks    Goin’ to build me a mansion  right there next to them there shacks    Everythin’ is lookin’ good what a beauiful sight   We can boogie away till dawn’s first light    Rocket’s red glare in the skies above   Have some hotcakes enjoy and show your love    I got a brand new hat and brand new shoes    We’ll go out steppin’ how could you refuse    Need to do my duty and cast my ballot    Need to cook up some hot sauce and rock my pallet    The faucet is leakin’      Don’t call the plumber    We can go swimin’ it’s the beginnin’ of summer     Let the bells ring out with freedom’s call    Really good bein’ here   Nice to see ya’ll    Ain’t got no fever and my dog’s not sick    Feelin’ right spry and my bones don’t click    What’s that you say     Hey diddle diddle   Well I got some whiskey and a right fine fiddle   Let’s all clap hands and sing a tune   Don’t have to be ta work till tomorrow noon

The judge said boy approach the bench    Spit out that gum and let go that wrench    Now I see here your problems are psychosomatic    What’s that that dropped out of your pocket     Is that an automatic    Baliff what’s going on here    You’re not doin’ your duty    Ya all deserve a swift kick right in your booty    Well the room went wild   Some got to drinkin’ wine some were sippin’ port   The judge hollered order order    Order in the court     Now I see here in your file you got a rap sheet longer than a country mile    Peace on earth and good will to men    If you let me go judge I’ll never sin again    You know how many times I’ve heard that before    I should throw you in the pokey and slam the door    Judge I raise my hand in witness to the Lord    I’ve changed my life   Oops    From out of his sleeve slipped a brand new knife    Well praise God for blessed are the meek and love thy neighbor    That’ll get ya five to ten at hard labor

These foolish men  They sit amongst themselves   Amongst the buffalo hides  These foolish men   They know not of credit cards    Nor the thrill of ferris rides   They camp and carve ceremonial bone    Trading tales of other years    These foolish men   What do they know of a morgtage or of  a home loan    They grow a simple crop   That’s the essence of their careers    They look for their center    They endure through spring summer fall and winter     They listen to the mountains speak   These foolish men   They rejoice beside the river by the banks of the creek    What do they know of rock and role or the sound of be-bop    Yes what do they know    They are so few   Well I think they know more than me and you

Did you ever have lunch with a cannibal    Could you do it    Would it be doable    Isn’t that a picture Isn’t that a site    What if he said come on over let’s have a bite    What if he remarked all was finger licking good    What ideas might pop up Maybe you misunderstood     Suppose he remarked isn’t this fine isn’t this a treat   Wouldn’t you pause to wonder where he got the meat   Sure he complimented you he said you were looking trim    Well you wouldn’t want to suddenly back away and you wouldn’t want to completely ignore him    He just might  overly react    He just might take offence   He might give you the cold shoulder or he might throw it over the backyard fence

She came out of the Gulf of Mexico    Up my front porch I could hear her listening to zydeco    Hello she called    Anybody at home    I felt I should pack my bag    I should begin to roam    Hello I replied and what’s your name    She said    I’m hot  I’m on fire They call me Flame    Well she came right out of the Gulf of Mexico    Onto my front porch and she was listening to zydeco    Like I said I’m trying hard to explain   Something told me to pack my bags and take the very first train   I mean she was hot she was fire    And I could feel the heat I cold feel desire    I know I should’ve grabed my valise and run out that front door    I should have booked on out to some far away place like Shanghai or Singapore    Well you know dam well I didn’t    There’s no one else but me to blame  I just got to close to the heat     I got to close to Flame    Now we’re just sitting around in the ashes and the embers    Nothin’ left of this old house   Not even the chimney or any of its timbers

She was standing there in the road in a bright blue dress    Next to her was a stolen car in an awful mess    Pardon me I said    May I ask what’s your destination    She said I ‘m a lost princess from the Indin Nation    Well you know I wasn’t quite sure I had my doubts    But lots of things don’t look just right here abouts    She said I was on my way to communion    That’s when I had my purse stolen outside of Western Union    She had me there I didn’t quite know what to say    The preacher said     Let’s all bow our heads give thanks and we all began to pray    Well there was this old cow over there in the meadow collapsed and died    Somebody rose up and gave testimony about the greatness of this country and somebody said something about pilgram’s pride    She asked if I cared to make a charitable contribution    Right then the Senate vetoed a controversial resolution Now I’m not the sharpest tac in the box    But this gal didn’t look anywhere as innocent as Goldie Locks    She said I’m dying of consumption and if you could reach out with a hundred dollar bill I’d be eternally grateful and I’ll put you in my will   The cavalry office cried oh my lord    Fell off his horse and broke his sword    Sure didn’t heed the signs     Gave her a check we had a few beers   Haven’t heard from her estate since been over fourty years

I’m going to sit down and write a poem of gigantic proportions    Without any hitches glitches or any kind of distortions    Twinkle twinkle little star     No    That has been used    I ‘m so upset I’m so confused     Let’s go then with roses are red violets are blue Oh my God    I forgot     That has already been used too      Maybe I’ll write something using the Egyptian hieroglphic    I’l get red hot     I’ll write and write     I’ll be terrific I’ll be totally prolific    Now you know there’s thousands of words in the dictionary I could pick   Wonderful words that I could chose     This shouldn’t be hard     Look here  Here’s a word I’ll use    I’ll just start with lard     No no    I suppose I better stop    I better stop right here    I just better forget it    If I were to continue on I’m absolutely sure I’d regret it