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05/29/2007: "Standup Philosopher"
Good sense, innocence, cripplin' mankind.
Dead kings, many things, I can't define.
Occasions, persuasions, clutter your mind.
Incense and peppermints, the color of time.
Who cares what games we choose?
Little to win but nothing to lose?
Incense and peppermints, meaningless nouns.
Turn on, tune in, turn your eyes around.
Look at yourself. Look at yourself. Yeah, yeah!
Look at yourself. Look at yourself. Yeah, yeah, yeah!