I've been a roaming Romeo My Juliets have been many But now my roaming days have gone Too many irons in the fire Is worse than not having any I've had my share and from now on: I'm putting all my eggs in one basket I'm betting ev'rything I've got on you I'm giving all my love to one baby Heaven help me if my baby don't come through I've got a great big amount Saved up in my love account Honey And I've decided Love divided In two Won't do So I'm putting all my eggs in one basket I'm betting everything I've got on you (2) I've been a roaming Juliet My Romeos have been many But now my roaming days have gone Too many irons in the fire Is worse than not having any I've had my share and from now on: I'm putting all my eggs in one basket I'm betting ev'rything I've got on you I'm giving all my love to one baby Heaven help me if my baby don't come through I've tried to love more than one Finding it just can't be done Honey There's one I lie to When I try to Be true To two So I'm putting all my eggs in one basket I'm betting everything I've got on you

Folks are always droppin' names Rubbin' up to those who've got great fame I've spent years raisin' chickens I couldn't eat 'em 'cause I give 'em all names Like Bozo, Sugar feet, Little feet, Toe nail Pickle and Fickle, and Bertha and Snail mail Two-bits, Four-bits, Six-bits, A dollar Glu-glu crowed like a frog in the hollow "Uh-errrrrrr!" What a voice! Half-pint, Teeny, Weany and Beany, Twinkle-toes, Red rose, Queenie and Meany Never had a chicken like sweet Loretta She was grabbed by a fox in nasty weather Well I fired some buckshot over his head He dropped Loretta and she wasn't quite dead She lost an eye and half her butt The local vet stitched her up, "Ouch that hurt!" From that day on she ate out of my hand The greatest chicken in all the land Nah, chickens ain't stupid, all chickens ain't the same They've got good sense to come out the rain (Got good sense to get out the rain) Sneezer, Teaser, French horn and Pop corn Lightnin' was born in a thunder storm Fruitcake, 'Possum and Sweet potato Doodle, and Noodle and Ol' tomato That's the list, there's more I missed All darn good chickens in the mist Chickens ain't stupid, all chickens ain't the same They got good sense to come out the rain What can we learn from chickens? Just think about it It's not just brawn, it's not just brains It's how we chickens play the game People ain't stupid, all people ain't the same But, do we got good sense to come out the rain? Let me repeat that People ain't stupid, all people ain't the same But, do we got good sense Do we got good sense Do we got good sense To come out of the rain? (No no no no) Ain't too sure about that one! Ha ha! (Oh yeah) yeah

There's the pusher who sells poison, S.O.B. There's the rapist 'round the corner, S.O.B. There's the bully who throws around his bulk May he come in contact with the Hulk After that he'll be a kinder gentler, S.O.B. There's the leader who misuses, S.O.B. There's the driver full of booze, S.O.B. There's the man who went to Spain and he didn't take a thin' But the charity collection, S.O.B. There's the witness who refuses, S.O.B. There's the teacher who abuses, S.O.B. But the biggest of them all blows up the party hall Full of smilin', happy faces, S.O.B. S.O.B., dirty rotten S.O.B. How we get to be one, there's no mystery We're the one who kicks a dog We're the one who totes a log, in front of our eyes Yet we don't let others see There's the vote-riggin' liar, S.O.B. There's the murderer for hire, S.O.B. There's the one who screams so loud, yes, the big mouth of the crowd Incitin' folks to riot, S.O.B. There's the dictator that gobbles up liberty, gobble gobble gobble! If you sell-out your country, you're an S.O.B. There's the 'heaven-selling preacher' who forgot his humble teacher Don't send your money to that S.O.B. There's the hunter who don't eat what he kills There's the killer who kills just for the thrills, yoohoo! There's the man who lit the spark and burned the redwoods in the park In Bible talk, "Hark!" a dee-double S.O.B., yeah! S.O.B., double S.O.B. How we get to be one, there's no mystery We're the one who kicks a dog We're the one who totes a log, in front of our eyes Yet we don't let others see There's the journalist that would kill for a scoop There's the guru that's in it for the loot There's the real-estate investor Who sold his folks a home out west, sir That turned out to be some polecats chicken coop Well, a kidnapper nappin' is an S.O.B., that's for sure The creep that steals from grandma is an S.O.B. There's the doctor with the Golden-phone, who leaves you dyin' all alone With a heart attack on weekends, S.O.B. The insurance man that won't pay is an S.O.B. The terrorist that slays is an S.O.B. Say that last once again, 'cause his evil has no end Even his lawyer friend is an S.O.-S.O.B. S.O.B., dirty rotten S.O.B. How we get to be one, there's no mystery We're the one who kicks a dog We're the one who totes a log, in front of our eyes Yet we don't let others see All tyrants fall to their wicked ways, wicked ways Their mouths are bigger than their heart or brains They bark commands to the wind and rain It whoops up storms and hurricanes They'll bite the dust, those lousy jerks When they cross the likes of... They'll bite the dust, those lousy jerks When they cross the likes of Sheriff Wyatt Earp He'll plug 'em good, give 'em the works with a, "Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat! Burp! Gotcha, you sorry S.O.B." Ha ha ha ha, Ha ha ha ha ha ha, yooh!

I've got two black eyes, why I can barely drag my feet I done run into the tough guy on the street Was feeling mighty good, just like I thought I should 'Til I blew my fuse now, I'm feeling mighty weak No way you could get close to me I'd blasted-off into a blue eternity At the end of the line was a loan took on my time And them interest payments got the best of me And I got sunstroked, I got half-choked By the biggest and the meanest dude around I got half-baked, I got my coals raked I spinned my wheels 'til they almost oh, melted down People tend to think they knew it all I wasn't any different and took a fall, fall, fall Gone with the wind, I forgot about my friends I forgot to take a drink when mercy called Had a garden full of crops, but then I stopped Started thinkin' on the bottom, not the top And it was pin-ball machines, I was a joker in jeans It was far too late to even call the cops And I got sunstroked, I got half-choked By the biggest and the meanest dude around I got half-baked, I got my coals raked I spinned my wheels 'til they almost melted down If I've learned anything in life's game And could do it all again a different way I'd hesitate to sign my name on the line I'd throw that line clear 'cross the USA 'Cause there's surprises in life Like a sleigh ride on the ice We can never know just what's around the bend And if you've been sunstroked, and had your dreams choked, friends Well you're one of the folks who can better understand That even small oaks laugh at good jokes And the thrill of life is just to go around, hey hey! And if you've been sunstroked, and had your dreams choked Well you're one of the folks who can better understand That even small oaks laugh at good jokes, "Ha ha, ha, ha ha, ha!" And the thrill of life is just And the thrill of life is just, just, just To go around Do the best you can though

Have you seen the rickshaw driver? A member of life's brotherhood Peedlin' about the city, knowin' of the bad and good This particular fellow, went to school and ABCD Havin' no Indian rupees, but he's got a soul that's freed From the rippin' off, of the fleetin' tourist And drivin' them just where they've been He is not a member of the rat-race But a humble voyager, a friend A friend Then there is, the man snake charmer With business partners of the fang, ouch! Cobras mesmerized by music No one else can play his game Next in line is the peanut vendor Knowin' what he's got to do Settin' on the dusty highway Sellin' crunch to passers through Oh, the haze and the maze of the incense burnin' Naked temples and no-style clothes Jewels and gems, and beggars beggin' With clay and copper and golden bowls, begging, "As you please, sir", "As you please, sir", "Help me fill my needs" "As you please, sir", "As you please, sir", "Help me fill my needs" There are no words, to sum up the many Roads and acts of yearnin' men All have breath and laugh together As the barrier wears thin, oh oh oh Let the barrier wear thin So, if you meet a rickshaw driver And you, he is a heavin' up the hill Climb to the top, your loads together And just fly Fly together down the hill Realize the space-flight thrill The space-flight thrill

Hoo-hoo-hoo The great American Indians, free upon the open plain Had a life so complete Until the European came A hoopin' and a hollerin Rdin' on a pony's back, hoo hoo hoo, better than a Cadillac With the Squaw and little papoose Without no railroad tracks, wow! The great American Indian, fishin' in the Everglades Was a part of all around And took care of all that was made Paddlin' his canoe, through reeds of grass so tall He was the Big Alligator But left enough for all, yeah The great Amrican Indian, dwellin' in the Canyon Grand Had a life so specialized Tuned to wind and rain and sand No attempt to control, what cannot be tamed Hе knew Earth as a Mother And would not not rape hеr for gain, ooh ooh ooh They knew Earth as their Mother And would not not rape her for gain, wow hoo hoo The great American Indian, saw as only eagles saw Swam like fish, ran like lightning Wore the sign of the big bear claw Each job to its season Down valley, down valley, path or trail, oh yeah And the racoon knew the reason The corn never failed, ooh ooh The great American Indian, considered Sun and Moon and Fire All is somethin' delicate To someone grateful to inspire Nothin' was left out Nothin' was thrown away And every step was taken, in the Great Spirit's way The great American Indian, saw as only eagles saw Swam like fish, ran like lightning Wore the sign of the big bear claw A hoopin' and a hollerin', hoo hoo hoo hoo Ridin' on a pony's, pony's back, better than a Cadillac With the Squaw and little papoose Without no railroad tracks, wow hoo hoo!

Time has to come, oh when all will change Free your mind, oh be prepared to rearrange I don't need you, I don't need you But I'm askin' you to stay, don't go away Bein' without you, it weighs heavy on my mind I keep delvin' in my memory I can't grasp what I'm tryin' to find I can hear you, but I can't touch you Still you're with me all the time, oh yeah yeah I can hear you, but I can't touch you Still you're with me all the time, oh yes you are Take my mind in concert, oh with the Universal song Just bein' progessin', and workin' together right along We will travel and listen, and help each other along, oh yes we will In our lives, confront all problems Oh, have no fears concernin' death Easier said than done, easier said than done In summer the crops do harvest And in winter brings all the rest Look around you, be aware Truth is all that's best Not sure what it is, not sure what it is Not sure what it is We can feel the bright blue waters Oh, we can see the risin' sun Moonbeams stand around us Honeysuckle and fresh plums We are the children, stand together Treat everyone as you would yourself We are the children star, stand together Treat everyone as you would yourself, oh oh oh yeah