Friday, February 22, 2013

The Lad Were On To Something -OR- Desecration With Respect


Try to see it my way,
Do I have to keep on talking till I can't go on?
While you see it your way,
Run the risk of knowing that our planet will be gone.

We can't work it out?
We can't work it out?

Think of what you're saying.
You can get it wrong and still you think that it's alright.
Think of what I'm saying,
We can work it out and get it straight, or say good night.

We can't work it out?
We can't work it out?

Life is very short, and there's no time
For fussing and fighting, my friend.
I have always thought that it's a crime,
So I will ask you once again.

Try to see it my way,
Only time will tell if I am right or I am wrong.
While you see it your way
There's a chance that we may fall apart before too long.

Can we work it out?
Can we work it out?



Isn't 40 years of being horribly wrong, long enough?

2 comments:

amber ladeira said...

B,
Do you want all that inexplicable address/code/foreign language logorrhea shown above? If it's a real message, I guess genius is required to comprehend....

--ANOTHER great post, yer on fire.
Keep it goin' keep it goin....

Rehctaw said...

Oops A,

Spambots happen. ONE slipped past my sentries. It's been dispatched. Thanks for the alert.

B