On Lennon & McCarthy,

Bu2

and Rowing Your Boat vs. Wading

Dressed up in camouflage
dealing in espionage
avoiding at all costs
ending up in dreaded triage

Fighting for God knows what
living in Quonset huts
holding tight to the ties our
President should have cut

It’s time they all come home
it’s time we stare like stone
when a far-off government
should be simply left alone

I’m for America
I’m an American
but I think it’s time to stop now
while there’s hope that we can

We can’t police the world
we can’t give boys and girls
naught but democracy
when we don’t own this world

We need to stop and think
we need a smoke and drink
put up our feet a bit
find a new way to link
all of these countries
and all these beliefs
each of them special
and each one unique

We need to stop and think
we need to blot the ink
running from page to page
before our world just sinks
into the black and white
no gravity in sight
all of us loose cannons
no wisdom, nor insight

We need to rest a while
give each other patient smiles
while we put our homelands first
treat each country like an isle

When we are all in shape
can step on different landscapes
well then we can compromise
only then can we give and take

‘Til then I’ll quit smoking
both cigarettes and toking
and I’ll go on the pill
since Gonzalez ain’t joking

And I won’t care who we kill
as long as I’m on that pill
and can’t make another boy
to be used at his country’s will