Friday, September 30, 2005

Answer To Life




I've searched in the depths of my mind to find
The answer to life is be kind not blind
Show love above all
And your life won't be so hard no more

People may fight and make war and roar
The answer to life is make love, no war
Show love above all
And your life won't be so hard no more


I go with the gang called the Vegetable Men
I smash up the hippies whenever I can
They get on my nerves with their flowers and love
They sit in Soho while I'm in a pub
Eating minced tarts, playing my darts
I see if there's any crumpet near
I don't want nothing more than my beer

I go with the gang called the Vegetable Men
I like to kick cops whenever I can
They say that I weren't too bright at my school
But if I can beat cops I can be no fool
Breaking their bones, I'm chucking 'round stones
I'm spreading 'round fear and hate
I don't want nothing more than my beer

Breaking their bones, I'm chucking 'round stones
I'm spreading 'round fear and hate
I don't want nothing more than my beer

-Blues Section: "Answer To Life" (lyrics: Jim Pembroke)

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