Acid (Purple Version)
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In the same way that, um, um, I forget his
Name, asked Elvis why he danced like that
One time, Diane Sawyer asked Charles Manson who he was
And he said he was a hobo, a tramp, and a nobody
A straight razor, a box of wineโ no
A boxcar, a jug of wine, and a straight razor
If you get too close to me
And, um, I also knew from some of this research that, um, while
Most of us know that Charles Manson was motivated by Beatles
Songs to do the things he did, he also, um, by many accounts
Was, um, getting the same types of messages from the Moody Blues
And, uh, it's always bugged him all those years that, uh, people
Just said "Beatles" like he was some kind of groupie or whatever
He was also into the Moody Blues
And, uh, I guess they had messages too, backward messages
So that's something to think about
Be careful when you listen to those records
And don't stab anybody a bunch of times
Don't even stab anybody once
And if you do, just stop doing it
Don't keep doing it
But I made this up
Another thing I was gonna tell you was
That Charles Manson was from Cincinnati
And his mom's name was Kathleen Maddox
And he was somebody's boy
And, um, wow, did a lot of damage, that young man
And then, you know, anyway
Kathleen Maddox, only a sign
A hobo, a tramp, and a nobody
A boxcar, a jug of a wine
And a straight razor if you get too close to me
My mother did time for a violent crime
But that's not what she's known around here for
By the time I was five, I'd set my school on fire
And she told the state she couldn't take anymore
They called the man creepy, but he showed me how
To play a few chords on the old guitar
He also showed me how to turn a bitch out
It's a heartless old trick, but it took me pretty far
By the end of the '50s, I had girls of my own
For a song and a sweet talk or two
But I was learning how going in and out
Of the system was almost the same thing to do
When I got out though, everything had changed
Girls were easy to fool, but oh, they were so strange
You tell a hippie girl she's pretty and she cries for days
But she gives it away so you can't make it pay
All of the girls, we all agreed
That together we could make a big star out of me
But then we all started taking that acid
And things really got out of hand
I don't like looking back on those days now
The words that we said or the clothes that we wear
I act crazy when I get asked about it all now
'Cause I can't explain how I cannot explain anymore
But it wasn't only the Beatles
We also jammed out to the Moody Blues
It wasn't only the Beatles
We rocked to the Moody Blues
Mhm, the music really spoke to you back then
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Yeah, the music really spoke to you back then
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