You Can Call It What You Want But I Don't Know,

Why The Things In Your Garden, Why They Grow,

You Can Call Me If You Want,

But I Don't Know If I'll Pick Up The Phone



I Cut That Photo From A Marxist Magazine,

And I Took My Pens And Added Yellow, Blue And Green,

I Wish There Was An Easy Way To Make This Photo,

Just A Bit More Interesting, Interesting, Interesting



This Week Goes By Much Too, Much Too Quick,

I Thought Examples Would Let Some Of My Ideas Stick,

But (like My Idols) It's Been Written With Love,

And It's Been Sealed With A Kick, Sealed With A Kick



Monday Morning Won't Let Me Go Back To Sleep,

Telling Me What I Can And Cannot Believe,

Maybe A Handgun Will Be My Last Chance,

To Make That Existential Leap