Wise men and wise guys still debate the temptations of Eve and the flavors of Kool-Aid. Me? I talk to ghosts of the heart and struggle to pay attention. You can't waste time. You can't waste love.
Tell 'em the truth but tell it in jokes. Songs. You may not set anybody free but you'll sleep like a baby.
Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.
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