TOYS

The universe is a playground
All of these things are toys
We need eyes to look around
And ears to hear the noise

Nothing exists unless we live
And nothing there is to do
Nothing to take, nor to give
Nothing without me or you

When we die, it goes away
It is time to go home again
Then someday, again we play
Though we know not when

THE WAY IT GOES

The bombs fall from the sky
The roadside bomb explodes
Nobody stops to wonder why
That is just the way it goes

Armies standing at the ready
The river of death still flows
War drums pounding steady
That is just the way it goes

Some people starve, others relax
No matter the way the wind blows
Rich and poor, those are the facts
That is just the way it goes

Some of us have no homes
Some spend a fortune on clothes
One will find wherever he roams
That is just the way it goes

From poverty, we look away
Not our problem, we suppose
It is so easy for us to say
That is just the way it goes

Things are screwed up, just a touch
Not all of the inequity shows
But do not worry about it too much
That is just the way it goes

Raindrops running down the drain
Upon the pavement that grows
And to our children we explain
That is just the way it goes

THE GHOST OF PHIL OCHS

When you see homeless people on the street
When you see people, with no food to eat
Thank your lucky stars, it is not you
The luck of the draw pulled you through

There but for fortune, go you and I
The ghost of Phil Ochs goes walking by

When you see the floodwaters come
The tsunami beats down like a drum
Upon a house made of sticks, not bricks
At the mercy of the wild waters’ tricks

There but for fortune, go you and I
The ghost of Phil Ochs goes floating by

When the drone attacks a brother
Fast asleep in the arms of his mother
While the sister hides deep in a hole
Death wreaks havoc upon her soul

There but for fortune, go you and I
The ghost of Phil Ochs goes flying by

When you see a kid getting beat
He hangs his head down in defeat
When you see an old man abused
Or an innocent man falsely accused

There but for fortune, go you and I
The ghost of Phil Ochs goes crawling by

When you see the massive poverty
Beside the audacity of private property
The inequity of the rich and poor
The refugees of genocide and war

There but for fortune, go you and I
The ghost of Phil Ochs goes drifting by

Whenever the starving baby dies
His stomach swollen, his mother cries
Too weak to swat the flies from his eyes
While the rich man turns away and sighs

There but for fortune, go you and I
The ghost of Phil Ochs is wondering why

So when you see the homeless on the street
When you see people, with no food to eat
Thank your lucky stars, it is not you
The luck of the draw pulled you through

There but for fortune, go you and I
The ghost of Phil Ochs goes walking by

 

SHOOTING STAR

I don’t need no million dollars
I don’t need no fancy car
All I need is your love baby
You are my shooting star

I don’t need no marijuana
I don’t need no drug or pill
All I need is your love darlin’
You are my biggest thrill

I don’t need no fancy houses
I don’t need no shiny ring
All I need is your sweet lovin’
You’re my one and everything

I don’t need no pretty flowers
I don’t need no mountain high
All I need is your sweet beauty
I don’t have to wonder why

I don’t need to go to heaven
I don’t need to ever cry
If l have you while I’m livin’
I’ll be happy when I die

I don’t need no million dollars
I don’t need no fancy car
All I need is your love baby
You are my shooting star

NO END IN SIGHT

There is no end to madness
No end to now and then
There is no end to sadness
No end to where we’ve been

There is no end to the war
There is no end to the fight
Whatever we are fighting for
There is no end in sight

There is no end to the hate
There is no end to strife
There is no end, as we wait
There is no end to life

There is no end to space
There is no end to light
No end to this rat race
Or to the human plight

There is no end to poverty
No end to hunger and thirst
No end to the inhumanity
We must have seen the worst

There is no end to the pain
There is no end to pleasure
Too much for us to explain
A universe without measure

There is no end or beginning
There is no end of the line
No end to losing and winning
No end to yours and mine

There is no end to positive
No end to heaven and hell
There is no end to negative
Insofar as we all can tell

There is no end, not ever
No end to what takes place
There is no end to forever
The proof is before your face

There is no end to love
There is no end to rhyme
No end to the stars above
There is no end of time

MAN OF THE HOUR

You are wise for your age
Learned to turn the page
Always had a good heart
Empathetic from the start

What a man you can be
With the ability to see
The important things
That each life brings

You have it all in you
Deep down within you
Even tempered and bold
Like heroes of old

The man of the hour
The man with the power
To bring us together
Us birds of a feather

KING OF THE HIGHWAY

I am the king of the highway
And am going to be home soon
Where I can do things my way
And dance to my own tune

Standing on the onramp
Waiting for a ride
Feeling kind of lonesome
And restless inside

Off to see the world
Taking a little trip
Hoping I will find out
What it means to be hip

Taking to the highway
Living on the road
Every day a little brighter
With a little lighter load

Searching for an answer
The question is unknown
Heading nowhere special
I fly to say “I’ve flown”

Blowing with the wind
The destination unclear
Knowing I will get there
Without a doubt or fear

With faith I will survive
Knowing nature will provide
Without food or money
Using my thumb with pride

Standing on the onramp
Inside the freeway sign
Wherever the driver’s going
It suits me just fine

As long as we are going
Exactly where, I don’t care
I will sleep in his car
And rest until we are there

Next stop is Kansas City
If I have to walk or run
After that, who knows where?
Everywhere before I’m done

Then there will come a time
And soon will come a day
When I will find my home
Where forever I will stay

I will rest my bones
My travels will be done
The happiest man alive
Here beneath the sun

I am the king of the highway
And am going to be home soon
Where I can do things my way
And dance to my own tune

HOMELESS

He is looking for his marbles
He is searching everywhere
Everybody has some troubles
And he sure had his share

In this world of hardship
He is looking for a home
He cannot seem to find it
Wherever he does roam

He grew up in the projects
He struggled all his life
Once he had some prospects
He had children and a wife

Now he has a low down feeling
About how the cards were dealt
In his day, he did the dealing
And he remembers how it felt

Along came the big recession
He lost his job and family
He fell into a deep depression
After the divorce decree

His luck ran out a long time ago
And he is really not to blame
He lost his home and had to go
Lost his marbles, then the game

FRIEND AND LOVER

If you have a rough life
With troubles to no end
Get a gal like my wife
A lover and a friend

Whenever I feel lonely
Whenever I feel down
I think about my lady
I smile instead of frown

When winter wind is blowing
The sun does cease to shine
I see her face is glowing
And soon I feel just fine

Whenever I feel sadness
Whenever I am blue
She fills me with gladness
She tells me “I love you”

She has a heart as big as the sky
And a soul that’s just as deep
I feel so good I could almost cry
And so happy I could weep

So if you have a rough life
With troubles to no end
You need a wife like my wife
A lover and a friend

FOREVER WHEN

My dog has no nose
So how does he smell?
Until he gets the hose
He will smell like hell

My cat has no eyes
So how does he see?
He soon will realize
He needn’t see to be

My fish has no spine
So how does it feel?
It will feel just fine
Enough to feel real

My mind has no brains
So how does it think?
It knows if it rains
Must be time to blink

My world has no peace
So how does it live?
Someday it will cease
No more lives to give

The sun may burnout soon
So how will we survive?
Without a sun and moon
We cannot stay alive

It all goes on somewhere
So how do this I know?
I can feel it in the air
Almost everywhere I go

My time has no end
So where does it go?
It goes around the bend
It goes ever so slow

I have been here forever
So where have I been?
From here to wherever
Ever since, forever when