About this planet there is something I know. There's a very big difference between above and below. A friend foe or bro leave your body on the floor. Let your spirit fly away like the soul of a crow. Here above land man has laid his plan. And yes it does include the Ku Klux Klan. We got a government so twisted and bent. Bombs tanks and guns is how our money is spent. We got V.D. heroin greed and prostitution. Tension aggravation L. Ron Hubbard solution. Not to mention hard-core chemical pollution. If you think you're just away. you're in a mental institution. And that's a heart felt shame. 'Cos everyone's crazy everyone's the same. So why should only Larry Curly and Moe be to blame?. Time now to take you to a different place. Where peace lovin' whales. flow through liquid outer space. A groovin' and a gliddin' as graceful as lace. A never losing touch with the ocean's embrace. Diviner than the dolphin that there is none. 'Cause dolphins just-a like to have a lot of fun. No one tells 'em how their life is run. And no one points at them with a gun. They have a lot of love for every living creature. The smile of a dolphin is a built in feature. They be movin' in schools but everyone's the teacher. Someday mister dolphin I know I'm go'n to meet you. Back to the land of the police man. Where he does whatever he says he can. Including hating you because you're a Jew. Or beating black ass that's nothing new. Trigger happy cops they just like to brawl. They use guns clubs gas but that's not all. They got puke ridden prisons and sex sick jails. Fuck the poor if you're rich you pay the bail. So support your police support your local wars. That's the way to open economic doors. Why do we do it? 'Cause the president's a whore. We assume the position to sell the ammunition. What the fuck? It's the american tradition. Along with going fishin' apple pies in the kitchen. Isn't it bitchin' seeing dead men in ditches?