A Simple Desultory Philippic (Or How I Was Robert McNamara'd into ...)
I been Norman Mailered, Maxwell TayloredI been John O'Hara'd, McNamara'dI been Rolling Stoned and Beatled till I'm blindI been Ayn Randed, nearly brandedCommunist, 'cause I'm left-handedThat's the hand I use, well, never mindI been Phil Spectored, resurrectedI been Lou Adlered, Barry SadleredWell, I paid all the dues I want to payAnd I learned the truth from Lenny BruceAnd all my wealth won't buy me healthSo I smoke a pint of tea a dayI knew a man, his brain was so smallHe couldn't think of nothing at allNot the same as you and meHe doesn't dig poetryHe's so unhip that when you say DylanHe thinks you're talking about Dylan ThomasWhoever he wasThe man ain't got no cultureBut it's alright, ma, everybody must get stonedI been Mick Jaggered and silver daggeredAndy Warhol, won't you please come home?I been mother, father, aunt and uncledBeen Roy Haleed and Art GarfunkeledI just discovered somebody's tapped my phoneFolk rockI've lost my harmonica, Albert
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