Every Time I Felt Low, I Just

My So-called Career Is A Haphazard Thing.

I Think The 'just Say No' Mentality Is So Crazed. I Saw A Thing In A Women's Magazine The Other Day. 'he Smokes Cannabis, What Am I To Do? He Laughs It Off When I Try To Tell Him, He Says It's Not Really Harmful...' Of Course You're Half Hoping The Advice Will Be, 'well, You Know It's Not That Harmful; If You Love Him, If You Talk To Him About It, Tell Him Maybe He Should Keep It In The Garden Shed Or Something,' You Know, A Reasonable Point Of View. But Of Course It Was, 'no, No, All Drugs Are Bad. Librium's Good, Valium's Good. But Cannabis, Ooooh!' I Hate That Unreasoned Attitude.

Late At Night When The Wind Is Still I'll Come Flying Through Your Door, And You'll Know What Love Is For. I Am A Bluebird, I'm A Bluebird...

If This Ever Changing World In Which We Live In Makes You Give In And Cry, Say Live And Let Die.

Will You Still Need Me, Will You Still Feed Me, When I'm Sixty-four?