Spring Peace piece
Gonna ring a big ding
Calling out from Sing-Sing
Gonna have a spring fling
Kinda have an inkling
Everything is gonna sell
Comin’ out the dripping well
Middle East a burning hell
Clanging morning warning bell.
The toast is up, the jam is done
Twisted people think it’s fun
Blowin’ neighbors with a gun
Sneaky-creepy bang-bang run!
B for bombing and belabor
S for slitting with a saber,
I don’t know, but “Love thy neighbor”
Seems to me was from your labor.
Jumpin’ Jesus what went wrong?
Rodney King sez “get along”
Lennon leaves us with a song
Bloomberg does it with a bong!
The Dalai Lama makes the case,
And Jerry did it out of space,
Alicia’s singing soul’s new face
But best of all is this new place!
I’ll tell ya why, it’s cuz we’re here,
It’s live, it’s now, ya have a beer!
Top me up with living cheer!
I’m Sargent Pepper feeling gear!
We’re … water water everywhere,
Make us grow and make it better;
Water water everywhere
Take the dry and make ’em wetter
Spring is here, I smell the bloomin’
Many minds on Bowery zoomin’
Beatin’ back the glummy gloomin’
Trippin’ like you’re mushy schroomin’
Honest like you’re Harry Truman
Shooting wicked witches broomin’
Martin Luther King exhumin’
Everybody here’s a crewman,
Take your soul and keep on groomin’
Spike the spirit, keep on zoomin’
All it takes is bein’ human.
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by Brian Hassett firstname.lastname@example.org BrianHassett.com
photo by Brian Hassett — Olympic Park, London, 2012