"Aquarius"

When the moon is in the Seventh House
and Jupiter aligns with Mars
Then peace will guide the planets
And love will steer the stars

This is the dawning of the age of Aquarius
The age of Aquarius
Aquarius!  Aquarius!
Harmony and understanding Sympathy and trust abounding No more falsehoods or derisions Golden living dreams of visions Am Mystic crystal revelation
And the mind's true liberation
Aquarius!  Aquarius!

When the moon is in the Seventh House
and Jupiter aligns with Mars
Then peace will guide the planets
And love will steer the stars
This is the dawning of the age of Aquarius The age of Aquarius
Aquarius!  Aquarius!
As our hearts go beating through the night
We dance unto the dawn of day
To be the bearers of the water
Our light will lead the way
We are the spirit of the age of Aquarius The age of Aquarius
Aquarius!  Aquarius!

Harmony and understanding Sympathy and trust abounding Angelic illumination
Rising fiery constellation
Travelling our starry courses
Guided by the cosmic forces Oh, care for us; Aquarius




"Donna"

Oh, once upon a looking-for-Donna-time There was a sixteen year old virgin Oh Donna, oh oh, Donna, oh oh oh Looking for my Donna.
I just got back from looking for Donna San Francisco psychedelic urchin Oh Donna, oh oh, Donna, oh oh oh Looking for my Donna.
Have you seen my sixteen year old tattooed woman?Heard a story She got busted for her beauty, oh oh oh Oh oh!

Once upon a looking-for-Donna-time
There was a sixteen year old virgin
Oh Donna, oh oh, Donna, oh oh oh
Looking for my Donna.
I've been to India and saw the yogi light
In South America the Indian smoke glows bright I'm reincarnated and so are we all And in this lifetime we'll rise Before we fall Before we fall...

Once upon a looking-for-Donna-time
There was a sixteen year old virgin
Oh Donna, oh oh, Donna, oh oh oh
Looking for my Donna.

And I'm gonna show her life on earth can be sweet
Gonna lay my mutated self at her feet And I'm gonna love her, make love to her till the sky turns brown; I'm evolving, I'm evolving Through the drugs
That you put down (that you put down)
Once upon a looking-for-Donna-time
There was a sixteen year old virgin
Oh Donna, oh oh, Donna, oh oh oh
Looking for my Donna. Looking for my Donna.
Donna!!

"Hashish"


"Sodomy"

Sodomy...
Fellatio...
Cunnilingus...
Pederasty.

Father, why do these words sound so nasty?
Masturbation
can be fun Join the holy orgy Kama Sutra
Everyone!!

"Colored Spade"

I'm a... Colored Spade, a nigger, a black nigger; A jungle bunny, jigaboo coon, pickaninny mau mau

Uncle Tom, Aunt Jemima, Little Black Sambo

Cotton pickin', swamp guinea, junk man, shoeshine boy

Elevator operator, table cleaner at Horn and

Hardart, Slave voodoo, Zombie, Ubangi lipped

Flat nose,tap dancin'
Resident of Harlem

And President of the United States of Love And President of the United States of Love
Shit! (and if you ask him to dinner, you're gonna feed him:)

Watermelon;  Hominy grits  (vamp) ("So You Say" response)
An' shortnin' bread; Alligator ribs
Some pig tails; some black eyed peas
Some chili; some collard greens

And if you don't watch out
This boogie man will get you
Booooooo!  Booooooo!
So You Say!




"Manchester England"

Manchester, England England Across the Atlantic Sea
And I'm a genius, genius
I believe in God And I believe that God Believes in ClaudeThat's me... That's me!
Claude Hooper Bukowski Finds that it's groovy to hide in a movie Pretends he's Fellini and Antonioni And also his countryman Roman Polanski All rolled into one
One Claude Hooper Bukowski
Now that I've dropped out Why is life dreary, dreary Answer my weary queary Timothy Leary, Dearie
Manchester, England England Across the Atlantic Sea And I'm a genius, genius I believe in God And I believe that God Believes in Claude That's me... (That's he!)That's me... (That's he!) That's me...



"Ain't Got No"

I'm black... I'm black;
I'm pink...  I'm pink; I'm Rinso White...
I'm in-vi-si-ble...

SOLO VOICE: RESPONSE:

Ain't Got No home Ain't Got No shoes
Ain't Got No money Em Honey
Ain't Got No class
Ain't Got No scarf Ain't Got No gloves
Ain't Got No bed
Ain't Got No pot
Ain't Got No faith

Ain't Got No mother
Ain't Got No culture
Ain't Got No friends
Ain't Got No schoolin'
Ain't Got No shine Ain't Got No underwear Ain't Got No soap
Ain't Got No Ain't Got No mind  
Ain't Got No smokes Ain't Got No job   Ain't Got No work  
Ain't Got No coins
Ain't Got No pennies
Ain't Got No girl/man
Ain't Got No ticket
Ain't Got No token
Ain't Got No God  



Ain't Got No father
Ain't Got No Tee Vee
Ain't Got No pizza
Ain't Got No Gallo
Ain't Got No sleep
Ain't Got No rhythm
Ain't Got No books
Ain't Got No socks Ain't Got No sex

"I Believe In Love"
"Ain't Got No

"Air"

Welcome! Sulphur dioxide 
Hello! Carbon monoxide
The air, the air is everywhere

Breathe deep, while you sleep, Breathe deep!

Bless you, alcohol bloodstream Save me, nicotine lung-steam Incense, incense
is in the air
Breathe deep, while you sleep, Breathe deep!

Cat-o-clysmic ectoplasm
Fallout, atomic orgasm
Vapor and fume At the stone of my tomb  
Breathing like a sullen perfume  Eating at the stone of my tomb. 
Welcome! Sulphur dioxide 
Hello! Carbon monoxide The air, the air is everywhere 
Breathe deep, while you sleep, Breathe deep!
Deep, deep, d-deep-deep, (cough cough)



"Initials"

LBJ took the IRT down to 4th street USA  When he got there, what did he see? The youth of America on LSD.

LBJ, IRT
USA, LSD
LSD, LBJ
FBI, CIA
F-B-I-C-I-A C L-S-D; Eh-eh-el...Be...Jay

"I Got Life"

This is 1968, dearies, not 1948;
1968! What have ya got, 1968?
May I ask?
What the hell you got, 1968, that makes you so superior?
Maaaan gives me such a headache!

Well, if you really wanna know, 1948...

I Got Life, mother; I got laughs, sister;
I got freedom, brother; I got good times, man.
I got crazy ways, daughter I got million-dollar charm, cousin
I got headaches and toothaches
and bad times, too
Like you!
I got my hair; I got my head I got my brains; I got my ears
I got my eyes; I got my nose I got my mouth I got my teeth!

I got my tongue; I got my chin I got my neck; I got my tits I got my heart; I got my soul I got my back I got my ass!

I got my arms, I got my hands, I got my fingers, I got my legs; I got my feet, I got my toes
I got my liver...Got my blood.
I got my guts (I got my guts) I got my muscles (muscles) I Got Life! (Life!) Life! (Life!) Life! (Life!) Life!!


"Going Down"

Me and Lucifer; Lucifer and me 
Like the angel that fell Banished forever to Hell
Today have I been expelled
From high school heaven 

Elevator Going Down Going Down ; Going Down
Everybody Going Down;  Going Down ; Going Down
"High school dropouts, don't give up! Dial oh-R-7 7-3-9-oh for
our free booklet... Telling how you can get it at home..."

This is my doom, my humiliation October, not June And it's summer vacationSuch a disgrace How can I face the nation? Why should this pain Bring me such strange e-la-tion?
Ev'rybody Going Down Going Down ; Going Down Everybody Going Down; 
Going Down ; Going Down
Emancipation proclamation Oh, Dr. Lincoln My head needs shrinkin' Lu lu lu lu lu lu lu Lucifer and me Doomed from here To e-ter-ni-ty!
Ev'rybody Going Down Down, Down ; Going Down Everybody Going Down;  Down, Down ; Going Down
Down, Everybody Going Down
Down, Everybody Going Down
Forgive me if I don't cry It's like the Fourth of July Thank god that angels can fly Down, Down, down 
Going Down, Down, down Going Down, Down, down Going Down!

"Hair"

She asks me why...I'm just a hairy guy
I'm hairy noon and night; Hair that's a fright.   I'm hairy high and low,
Don't ask me why; don't know! It's not for lack of bread Like the Grateful Dead; darling
Gimme a head with hair, long beautiful hair

Shining, gleaming, steaming, flaxen, waxen Give me down to there, hair! Shoulder length, longer (hair!)
Here baby, there mama, Everywhere daddy daddy
CHORUS:
Hair! (hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair) Flow it, Show it;
Long as God can grow it, My Hair!
Let it fly in the breeze and get caught in the trees Give a home to the fleas in my hair A home for fleas, a hive for bees A nest for birds, there ain't no words For the beauty, the splendor, the wonder of my

CHORUS

I want it long, straight, curly, fuzzy Snaggy, shaggy, ratty, matty
Oily, greasy, fleecy, shining
Gleaming, steaming, flaxen, waxen Knotted, polka-dotted; Twisted, beaded, braided   Powdered, flowered, and confettied Bangled, tangled, spangled and spaghettied!

O-oh, Say can you see; my eyes if you can, Then my hair's too short! Down to here, down to there,
Down to where, down to there;
It stops by itself! doo doo doo doo doot-doot doo doo doot (repeat: no chord)

They'll be ga-ga at the go-go
when they see me in my toga
My toga made of blond, brilliantined, Biblical hair
My hair like Jesus wore it
Hallelujah I adore it
Hallelujah Mary loved her son Why don't my Mother love me?

CHORUS (three times to end)


"My Conviction"

You know, kids; I wish every mom and dad would make a speech to
their teenagers and say "Kids, be free, be whatever you are, do
whatever you want to do, just so long as you don't hurt anybody.
And remember kids, I am your friend."
(intro) I would just like to say that it is my conviction That longer hair and other flamboyant affectations
of appearance are nothing more than the male's emergence from his drab camouflage into the gaudy plumage which is the birthright of his sex.
There is a peculiar notion that elegant plumage And fine feathers are not proper for the male    That is the way things are
in most species.

"Easy To Be Hard"

How can people be so heartless How can people be so cruel
Easy To Be Hard; Easy to be cold 
Oh, how can people have no feelings How can they ignore their friends Easy to be proud; Easy to say no
And especially people who care about strangers
Who care about evil and social injustice Do you only care about the bleeding crowd? How about a needing friend? I need a friend...
How can people be so heartless
You know I'm hung up on you Easy to give in; Easy to help out
Oh, and especially people who care about strangers Who care about evil and social injustice
Do you only care about the bleeding crowd? How about a needing friend? I need a friend...

How can people have no feelings How can they ignore their friends
Easy to be hard; Easy to be cold Easy to be proud; Easy to say no.


Om mane padme om; Om mane padme on;
Folding the flag is taking care of the nation;
Folding the flag is putting it to bed for the night;
I fell through a hole in the flag,
I'm falling through a hole in the flag; Help!

Don't Put It Down
Best one around! Crazy for the red, blue and white Crazy for the red, blue and white
You look at me; What do you see? Crazy for the white, red and blue Crazy for the white, red and blue
Cause I look different; You think I'm subversive Crazy for the blue, white and red Crazy for the blue, white and red
My heart beats true; for the red, white and blue! Crazy for the blue, white and red Crazy for the blue, white and red and yellow... fringe... Crazy for the blue, white, red and yellow!

"Frank Mills"

I met a boy named Frank Mills on September twelfth right here
In front of the WaverlyBut unfortunately; I lost his address
He was last seen with his friend A drummer, he resembles George Harrison of the Beatles But he wears his hair
Tied in a small bow at the back
I love him, but it embarrasses me
To walk down the street with him; He lives in Brooklyn...somewhere... and wears this white crash helmet. He has golden chains on his leather jacket and on the back are written the names Mary... and Mom... and Hell's Angels.
I would gratefully appreciate it if you see him,tell him I'm in the park with my girlfriend... and please   Tell him Angela and I,   don't want the two dollars back; Just him!  

"Be In"

"Where Do I Go?"

Where Do I Go?; Follow the river Where Do I Go?; Follow the gulls
Where is the something Where is the someone That tells me why I live and die?
Where Do I Go?; Follow the children Where Do I Go?; Follow their smiles
Is there an answer
In their sweet faces That tells me why I live and die?

Follow the wind song, follow the thunder Follow the neon in young lovers' eyes Down to the gutter, up to the glitter Into the city, where the truth lies.

Where Do I Go?; Follow the children Where Do I Go?; Follow their smiles
Is there an answer
In their sweet faces
That tells me why I live and die?
Follow the wind song, follow the thunder Follow the neon in young lovers' eyes
Down to the gutter, up to the glitter Into the city, where the truth lies.
Where Do I Go?; Follow my heartbeat
Where Do I Go?; Follow my hand
Where will they lead me? And will I ever Discover why I live and die? ............ I live and die?
Why do I live?  Why do I die? Tell me why... Tell me where do I go? Tell me why... Tell me where... Tell me why... Tell me where... Tell me why!


"Electric Blues"

"Black Boys"

Black boys are delicious
Chocolate flavored love Licorice lips like candy Keep my cocoa handy I have such a sweet tooth When it comes to love
Once I tried a diet
of quiet, rest, no sweets But I went nearly crazy
And I went clearly crazy Because I really craved for chocolate flavored treats
Black boys nutritious Black boys fill me up; Black boys are so damn yummy They satisfy my tummy; I have such a sweet tooth When it comes to love
Black, black, black, black, black, black, black, black
Black boys!


"White Boys"

White boys are so pretty Skin as smooth as milk White boys are so pretty Hair like Chinese silk.

I tell ya, yer White boys give me goose bumps White boys give me chills and when they touch my shoulder That's the touch that kills
Well, my momma calls'em lilies But I call'em 'Piccadillies' My daddy told me "Stay Away!" But I say "Come on out & Play!"
White boys are so groovy White boys are so tough Every time that they're near me I just can't get enough.

White boys are pretty White boys are so sweet White boys drive me crazy Drive me indiscreet

White boys are so sexy Legs so long and lean I love those sprayed-on trousers 
Love the love machine
My brother calls'em 'rubble' That's my kind of trouble! My daddy warns me 'No, No, No!" But I say "White boys Go, Go, Go!"
White boys are so lovely
Beautiful as girls I love to run my fingers And toes through all their curls

Give me a tall a lean, a sexy
a sweet, a pretty, a juicy
White Boy!
Black boys! White boys! Black boys! White boys!
Mixed Media!


"Walking In Space"

Doors locked (doors locked) Blinds pulled (blinds pulled) Lights low (lights low)Flames high (flames high)
My body, (My body), My body My body, (My body), My body
My body is Walking In Space My soul is in orbit with God face to face Floating, flipping; Flying, tripping Tripping from Potsville to Starlight Tripping from Starlight to Moonville On a rocket to the Fourth Dimension Total self-awareness, the intention
My mind is as clear as country air I feel my flesh, all colors mesh

Red, black; Blue, brown Yellow, crimson; Green, orange Purple, pink; Violet, white White, white; white, white
White, white...
All the clouds are cumuloft, Walking In Space    
Oh my God, your skin is soft, I love your face     How dare they try to end this beauty? How dare they try to end this beauty?

To keep us under foot, they bury us in soot    
Pretending it's a chore, to ship us off to war     In this dive we rediscover sensation
In this dive we rediscover sensation
Walking In Space, we find the purpose of peace    
The beauty of life, you can no longer hide    
Our eyes are open, our eyes are open Our eyes are open, our eyes are open Wide! Wide! Wide!



"Abie Baby"

Yes; I's finished on y'all
Farmland with yo'
Weevils and all and pluckin' y'all's chickens, fryin' Mother's oats in grease; I's free now thanks to yo' Massa Lincoln emancipator of the slaves
Yes; I's finished on y'all
Farmland with yo' Boll Weevils and all and pluckin' y'all's chickens, fryin' Mother's oats in grease; I's free now thanks to yo' Massa Lincoln
emancipator of the slaves Yeah Yeah Yeah Emanci-muthafuckin-pator of the slaves Yeah Yeah Yeah Emanci-muthafuckin-pator of the slaves Slaves? Slaves?

Ooh-be-do, whoa, whoa, whoa
Four score, I said Four score and seven years ago
"Oh, Sock it to'em baby, You're soundin' better all the time!" Our forefathers, I mean ALL our forefathers
Brought forth upon this here continent a NEW nation "Oh, come on, Rock me Stokely" Conceived, Conceived like we all was; in liberty,

and dedicated-to the-one I-love    I mean dedicated to the proposition that ALL men
Honey, I tell you ALL men, are created equal.
Ooh-be-do, whoa, whoa, whoa Happy Birthday, Abie Baby Happy Birthday to you, Yeah! Happy Bithday, Abie Baby Happy Birthday to you, BANG!
Bang? Aww shit, I'm not dyin' for no white man!
(Tell it like it is, baby!)




"All You Have To Do"

"Three-Five-Zero-Zero"

Ripped open by metal explosion
Caught in barbed wire; fireball, bullet shock Bayonet, electricity, shrapnel, throbbing meat Electronic data processing
Black uniforms, bare feet, carbines Mail order rifles shoot the muscles
256 Viet Cong captured...
256 Viet Cong captured...



Prisoners in Niggertown It's a dirty little war
Three-five-zero-zero
Take weapons up and begin to kill Watch the long long armies drifting home
(sing out!)

Oh, Prisoners in Niggertown It's a dirty little war
Three-five-zero-zero Take weapons up and begin to kill Watch the long long armies drifting home

(let'er rip!)

Oh, Prisoners in Niggertown It's a dirty little war
Three-five-zero-zero Take weapons up and begin to kill
Watch the long long armies drifting home

Ripped open by metal explosion
Caught in barbed wire; fireball, bullet shock Bayonet, electricity, shrapnel, throbbing meat
Electronic data


"What A Piece Of Work Is Man"

What A Piece Of Work Is Man How noble in reason How infinite in faculties
In form and moving How express and admirable.
In action, how like an angel In apprehension how like a god The beauty of the world The paragon of animals
I have of late
but wherefore I know not
lost all my mirth. This goodly frame The earth seems to me a sterile promontory
This most excellent canopy
The air-- Look you! This brave o'erhanging firmament This majestical roof
Fretted with golden fire. Why it appears no other thing to me
Than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapors.
What A Piece Of Work Is Man
How noble in reason


"Exanaplanetooch" 

"Dead End"

"Sheila Franklin"

"Claudine Hooper Bukowski"


"Good Morning Starshine"

Good Morning Starshine
The earth says "hello" You twinkle above us We twinkle below.

Good Morning Starshine
You lead us along My love and me as we sing Our early morning singin' song
(middle eight)
Gliddy glub gloopy; Nibby nabby noopy
La la la lo lo...
Sabba sibby sabba; Nooby abba nabba Le le lo lo... Tooby ooby walla; Nooby abba nabba Early morning singin' song.

Good Morning Starshine The earth says "hello" You twinkle above us
We twinkle below.

Good Morning Starshine
You lead us along My love and me as we sing Our early morning singin' song
(repeat middle eight)

Singin' a song, humming a song Singing a song...
Loving a song, laughing a song Singing a song... Sing the song; Song the sing  Song song song sing
Sing sing sing sing song Song song song sing Sing sing sing sing song


Good Morning Starshine And someday so strong They'll hear the song we sang Our early morning singin' song


"The Bed"

"The Flesh Failures/Let The Sunshine In"

We starve; look; at one another, short of breath
walking proudly in our winter coats Wearing smells from laboratories
Facing a dying nation
Of moving paper fantasy
Listening for the new told lies With supreme visions of lonely tunes

Somewhere
inside something there is a rush of
greatness
Who knows what stands in front of Our lives
I fashion my future on films in space Silence tells me secretly Everything; Everything...
Manchester England, England
Manchester England, England Across the Atlantic Sea...
And I'm a genius genius,
I believe in God And I believe that God 
Believes in Claude  
That's me, that's me... that's me... 
..The rest is silence...the rest is silence..

We starve; look; at one another, short of breath
walking proudly in our winter coats  
Wearing smells from laboratories
Facing a dying nation    
Of moving paper fantasy  
Listening for the new told lies 
With supreme visions of lonely tunes

Singing; our space songs on a spider web sitar  Life is around you and in you    
Answer for Timothy Leary, Dearie

Let the sunshine
Let the sunshine in
The sunshine in...

The End......