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