So blind people can hate hippies too.
They're all, like, equal to me...
Yours.
Sun of a beach
The slide into poverty.
Because we're not all sandwiches
Because God wouldn't trust an Englishman in the dark!
I remember when we used to make stuff in this lazy country!
You think he's gonna wash the dishes
So blind people can hate them too
None if nobody's looking.
I don't wish for a lifetime supply every time I smell patchouli.