Harmony and understanding,
Sympathy and trust abounding.
No more falsehoods or derisions,
Golden living dreams of visions,
Mystic crystal revelation,
And the mind's true liberation.
Aquarius, Aquarius.
When the Moon is in the seventh house,
and Jupiter aligns with Mars,
Then peace will guide the planets,
And love will steer the stars.
This is the dawning of the age of Aquarius,
The age of Aquarius, Aquarius, Aquarius.
Bless you, alcohol blood stream,
Save me, nicotine lung steam,
Incense, incense is in the air.
Breath deep while you sleep, breath deep.
Cataclysmic ectoplasm,
Fallout atomic orgasm,
Vapor and fume, at the stone of my tomb.
Breathing like a sullen perfume,
Eating at the stone of my tomb.
Welcome, sulphur-dioxide,
Hello, carbon-monoxide,
The air, the air is ev'rywhere.
Breath deep while you sleep, breath deep,
(cough) deep, (cough) deep de deep, (cough).
How can people have no feelings?
How can they ignore their friends?
Easy to be proud, easy to say "No".
Especially people who care about strangers,
who care about evil and social injustice.
Do you only care about the bleeding crowd?
How about a needing friend?
I need a friend.
How can people be so heartless?
You know I'm hang up on you
Easy to give in, easy to help out.
Especially people who care about strangers,
who says that he care about evil and social injustice.
Do you only care about the bleeding crowd?
How about a needing friend?
I need a friend.
How can people have no feelings?
How can they ignore their friends?
Easy to be hard, easy to be cold.
Easy to be proud, easy to say "No".
I love him, but it embarrasses me
to walk down the street with him.
He lives in Brooklyn, somewhere,
and wears this white crash helmet.
He has gold chains on his leather jacket
and on the back are written the names,
"Mary" and "Mom" and "Hell's Angels".
I would gratefully appreciate it, if you see him,
tell him I'm in the park with my girl friend,
and please tell him
Angela and I don't want the two dollars back,
just him.
Where do I go? Follow the children.
Where do I go? Follow their smiles.
Is there an answer in their sweet faces
that tells me why I live and die?
Follow the wind song. Follow the thunder.
Follow the neon in young lover's eyes.
Down to the gutter, up to the glitter
into the city where the truth lies.
Where do I go? Follow my heartbeat.
Where do I go? Follow my hand.
Where will they lead me? And will I ever
Discover why I live and die?
Oh! Black boys are nutritious,
black boys fill me up.
Black boys are so damn yummy,
they satisfy my tummy.
I have such a sweet tooth when it comes to love.
Black, black, black, black,
black, black, black, black, black boys.
Gliddy glup gloopy, nibby nabby noopy
La la lo la lo.
Sabba sibby sabba, Nooby abba nabba
Le le lo lo.
Tooby ooby walla, nooby abba nabba,
Early morning singing song.
Good morning starshine,
The earth says "Hello."
You twinkle above us,
We twinkle below.
Good morning starshine,
You lead us along
My love and me as we sing
our early morning singing song.
Singing a song, humming a song,
Singing a song,
Loving a song, laughing a song,
Sing the song.
Sing the song, song the sing.
Song, song, song, sing, sing, sing, sing, song.
Song, song, song, sing, sing, sing, sing, song.
Somewhere inside something there is a rush
of greatness. Who knows what stands in front of
our lives; I fashion my
future on films in space.
Silence tells me secretly
ev'rything,
ev'rything.
Manchester England, England.
Manchester England, England.
Across the Atlantic sea.
And I'm a genius, genius,
I believe in God.
And I believe that God believes in Claude,
that's me.
Singing my space songs on a spider web sitar,
"Life is around you and in you."
Answer for Timothy
Leary, deary.
Let the sun shine, let the sun shine,
the sunshine in.
Let the sun shine, let the sun shine,
the sunshine in.