The Lyrical Chain Game

Groovin' . . . on a Sunday afternoon

 

Won't you try Saturday afternoon?

 

Saturday in the park, I think it was the 4th of July

 

Saturday afternoon
yellow clouds rising in the noon
acid, incense, and baloons
people dancing everywhere
loudly shouting "I dont care!"
Its a time for growing
and a time for knowing love

 

Sunday is gloomy
The hours are slumberless
Dearest the shadows
I live with are numberless

 

666, the Number of the Beast,
666, the one for you and me

 

Please allow me to introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
I've been around for long, long years
Stole many man's soul and faith
And I was 'round when Jesus Christ
Had his moment of doubt and pain
Made damn sure that Pilate
Washed his hands and sealed his fate
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game

 

Perhaps you'll think before you say that God is dead and gone
Open your eyes, just realize that he's the one
The only one who can save you now from all this sin and hate.
Or will you still jeer at all you hear? Yes, I think it's too late.

 

God said to Abraham, kill me a son,
Abe said, Man you must be puttin' me on

 

I wanna die just like Jesus Christ
I wanna die just like JFK
I wanna die on a sunny day

 

Jesus was way cool
Everybody liked Jesus
Everybody wanted to hang out with him
Anything he wanted to do, he did
He turned water into wine
And if he wanted to
He could have turned wheat into marijuana
Or sugar into cocaine
Or vitamin pills into amphetamines

 

If your happy and you know it clap your hands!

 

Here is a little song I wrote
You might want to sing it note for note
Don't worry be happy
In every life we have some trouble
When you worry you make it double
Don't worry, be happy......

 

... leave your worries on the doorstep
Just direct your feet
To the sunny side of the street.

 

I need to laugh and when the sun is out
I've got something I can laugh about

 

But don't let my glad expression
Give you the wrong impression
Cos really I'm sad, Oh I'm sadder than sad

 

I know to you it might sound strange.
But I wish it would rain.

 

Well, it's rain-rain-rain it keeps on falling
Upon my window pane tonight
Though our love is even colder
Still wonder where she's at tonight

 

Raindrops keep falling on my head
And just like the guy whose feet are too big for his bed
Nothin seems to fit

 

Listen to the rhythm of the falling rain
Telling me just what a fool I've been