As Mr. Cat Stevens so eloquently put it "I can't keep it in." When I find a new song or book that clicks it is like making a new friend. Will you be my friend?
I used to sing about the baby blues Now I’ve come to change my views A Babies, puppies, kittens it’s all the same E Can’t let ‘em go once ya givem a name B A This change in attitude is frequently seen E B But ya really gotta have a kid to know what I mean B x ? Now that baby’s here wish him the best Hope he passes every life test Never wanna send him off to fight in no war It could happen again it’s happened before This protective attitude is frequently seen But ya really gotta have a kid to know what I mean Break Do ya know what I mean? Have ya seen what I’ve seen? If you’d seen what I’ve seen you’d know what I mean Just not my kid not my first born Keep him out of harm’s way let Jimmy crack corn Feel really bad Jimmy comes home in a bag (but ya) Gotta fight those weak-minded liberal f** s This double-standard attitude is frequently seen But ya really gotta be a prick to know what I mean Guess that’s enough for my baby blues Over and out no news is good news Try to keep sane fight the good fight Not get depressed stay high as a kite This existential attitude not so frequently seen Ya really gotta be zen to know what I mean. Do ya know what I mean Have ya seen what I’ve seen If you’d seen what I’ve seen you’d know what I mean.
