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Today, tomorrow, and yesterday too

The flowers are dying, like all things do

Follow me close, i’m going to Balian Bali

I’ll loose my mind, if you don’t come with me

I fuss with my hair and I fight blood feuds

I Contain MultitudesGot a tell tale heart, like Mr. Poe

Got skeletons in the walls of people you know

I’ll drink to the truth, and the things we said

I’ll drink to the man that shares your bed

I paint landscapes, and i paint nudes

I Contain MultitudesRed cadillac and a black mustache

Rings on my fingers that sparkle and flash

Tell me whats next, what shall we do?

Half my soul, baby, belongs to you

I relic and I frolic , with all the young dudes

I Contain MultitudesI’m just like Anne Frank, like Indiana Jones

and them British bad boys The Rolling Stones

I go right to the edge, I go right to the end

I go to right where all things lost are made good againI sing the songs of experience, like William Blake

I have no apologies to make

Everything’s flowing, all at the same time

I live on a boulevard of crime

I drive fast cars, and i eat fast foods

I Contain MultitudesPink pedal pushers, great blue jeans

On the pretty maids and the old queens

All the old queens from all my past lives

I carry four pistols and two large knifes

I’m a man of contradictions

I’m a man of many moods

I Contain MultitudesYou greedy old wolf, i’ll show you my heart

But not all of it, only the hateful part

I’ll sell you down the river

I’ll put a price on your head

What more can I tell ya, i sleep with life and death in the same bedGet lost madame, get up off my knee

Keep your mouth away from me

I’ll keep the path open, the path in my mind

I see it to it that there’s no love left behind

I play Beethoven’s sonata’s, Chopin’s preludes

I Contain Multitudes