paroles de chanson Be Good to Them Always - The Books
That's
the
picture.
You
s-you
see
it
for
yourself.
There
it
is.
It's
a
man.
There
it
is,
with
uhhh...
Be
good
to
them
always.
You
know,
I
simply
Cannot
understand
people.
Oh,
how
sadly
we
mortals
are
deceived
By
our
own
imagination.
This
is
not
real
life;
this
is,
for
us,
Aleatoric
television,
A
mixed
consort
of
soft
instruments.
I
can
hear
a
collective
rumbling
in
America.
I've
lost
my
house,
you've
lost
your
house.
I
don't
suppose
it
matters
which
way
we
go.
This
great
society
is
going
smash.
Oh,
he's
in
the
middle
of
putting
things
Together
and
organizing
himself.
You
do
not
need
to
stand
on
one
foot.
The
modern
town
hardly
knows
Silence.
You
are
something
that
the
whole
world
Is
doing.
You
know,
I
simply
cannot
understand
People.
Oh,
how
sadly
we
mortals
are
decieved
By
our
own
imagination.
This
is
not
real
life;
this
is,
for
us,
Aleatoric
television,
A
mixed
consort
of
soft
instruments.
A
culture
is
no
better
than
its
woods:
A
feeling
of
being
connected
with
the
past.
Look
at
it
this
way:
you
may
fall
And
break
your
leg,
And
so,
one
leg
is
shorter
than
the
other.
Can
nothing
more
be
done?
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