There, There, My Dear

Dear Robin Hope you don't mind me writing It's just there's more than one thing I need to ask you Yes, yes, yes, yes If you're so anti-fashion, so wear flares Instead of dressing down all the same It's just that looking like that I can express my dissat Robin let me explain Though you'd never see in a million years Keep quoting Cabaret, Berlin, Burroughs, J.G. Ballard, Duchamp, Beauvoir Kerouac, Kierkegaard, Michael Rennie And I don't believe you really like Frank Sinatra Dear Robin You're always so happy, how the hell? You're like a dumb dumb patriot Yes, yes, yes, yes If you're supposed to be so angry, why not fight? Let me benefit from your right Don't you know the only way to change things is to shoot men who arrange things? Dear Robin I'd try and explain But you'd never see in a million years Well, you've made your rules, but we don't know that game Robin, I'd listen to your records but your logic's far too lame And I'd only waste three valuable minutes of my life with your insincerity You see Robin I've been searching for the young soul rebels I've been searching everywhere And I can't find them anywhere Where have you hidden them? Maybe Maybe you should Maybe you should welcome the new soul vision Welcome the new soul vision Welcome the new soul vision Welcome the new soul vision Don't you know the only way to change things is to shoot men who arrange things? Dear Robin I'd try and explain But you'd never see in a million years