I Just Trust People And

Ah, If I Were Dictator I'd Have Poets Throwing Bombs!

I Feel I Want To Be Wise With White Hair In A Tall Library In A Deep Chair By A Fireplace.

O How Terrible It Must Be For A Young Man-- Seated Before A Family And The Family Thinking We Never Saw Him Before! He Wants Our Mary Lou! After Tea And Homemade Cookies They Ask What Do You Do For A Living

I Learned Life Were No Dream I Learned Truth Deceived Man Is Not God Life Is A Century Death An Instant

But When The Conquered Spirit Breaks Free And Indicates A New Light Who'll Take Care Of The Cats?