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errr....whatever...so long as yer havin' fun.
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Whatever Works
There's a kid jumpin up and down with a stick in his hand
he’s gonna poke an eye out and he doesn’t understand
Make the best of “it”, but what “it” is he don’t know
what makes it go around, what floats that boat?
It’s all a jumble, He scratches his head
He’s followin’ his compulsion and this is where it led...
Whatever Works for You Works for Me...
I’m seated with the artistes at a table off to the side
all want to sell out but nobody wants to buy
in the clamor for justice, for their voices to be heard
all this noise comes down to one word
is it yea or nay, as the dogs must be fed
let’s break for dinner, so voted Fred...
Whatever Works for You Works for Me...
Definitely maybe where there’s a will there’s a way
when confronted by worry,
in this thought,there’s some cachet
Buddha was sittin in the shade of the baobab tree
relaxin and ruminating sippin on a long island ice tea
lookin at the people there all holding out their hands
all strainin’ their ears for somethin to understand
He cleared his throat and raised his head
in a voice that poured out like water this is what he said
Whatever Works for You Works for Me...
There's a kid jumpin up and down with a stick in his hand
he’s gonna poke an eye out and he doesn’t understand
Make the best of “it”, but what “it” is he don’t know
what makes it go around, what floats that boat?
It’s all a jumble, He scratches his head
He’s followin’ his compulsion and this is where it led...
Whatever Works for You Works for Me...
I’m seated with the artistes at a table off to the side
all want to sell out but nobody wants to buy
in the clamor for justice, for their voices to be heard
all this noise comes down to one word
is it yea or nay, as the dogs must be fed
let’s break for dinner, so voted Fred...
Whatever Works for You Works for Me...
Definitely maybe where there’s a will there’s a way
when confronted by worry,
in this thought,there’s some cachet
Buddha was sittin in the shade of the baobab tree
relaxin and ruminating sippin on a long island ice tea
lookin at the people there all holding out their hands
all strainin’ their ears for somethin to understand
He cleared his throat and raised his head
in a voice that poured out like water this is what he said
Whatever Works for You Works for Me...
Feter
top notch blus settin my friend ...your voice
seems on a high pitch used to hear you lower than
that which is cute realy ! ..superb harp ..just
another gem thnx for sharin !!!!!!