Purple Sky and Spaghetti Eating dinner in a cafeteria with a friend
and he says to me he's glad they served spaghetti
he was in the mood for spaghetti
I told him I agree wholeheartedly.
Some eavesdropping kid asked
"are you guys always this random?"
We explain very sternly that we are not being random
we tell him little things are the second best part of life
and convenience is what it's all about
he tells us we're crazy
and I go on, "even better than convenience, of course, is the revolution
the love revolution
when the sky turns purple and the spirit of Abbie Hoffman rises.
Yep, purple sky and getting spaghetti when you want spaghetti
that's the pleasure of living right there."
He tells me that was even more random
I had attempted to enlighten him
if that's random, wow, we have a brain-dead world.
He gives a weird look and walks away
he steps off the path of love
flips off harmony
not realizing what he's missing.