I'm Just The Mere Shadow

As I Walk Through This Wicked World Searchin' For Light In The Darkness Of Insanity, I Ask Myself Is All Hope Lost? Is There Only Pain And Hatred, And Misery? And Each Time I Feel Like This Inside, There's One Thing I Wanna Know: What's So Funny 'bout Peace, Love, & Understanding?

I'd Be Very Suspicious Of Anybody That Seems To Have To Move To The Next Level Of Expression. I Distrust That: Now I'm Writing A Book, Now I'm Being An Actor. It Should Be A Natural Thing. I Think It's A Natural Thing For You To Act. But I Think That People That Feel That, Because They've Written One Maybe Quite Beautiful Love Song That Equips Them To Play Romeo, Is Probably Misguided.

There Are A Lot Of Things That You Can Like At A Distance Without Spending A Huge Amount Of Time Pondering. It's Not So Complicated.

Though The Passion Still Flutters And Flickers, It Never Got Into Our Knickers.

Some People Can't Physically Hear Things. A Kid That Listens To Metallica Or Something Can't Hear That, Because He's Filled Himself Up With This Stuff, He Physically Can't Hear A Banjo Or A Harp Or Something.