The Golden Road (To Unlimited Destruction)
Zaphod mellowed out in middle age.
I keep a journal of setlists of concerts I have attended.
Burl is keeping an anti-setlist.
Looks like Larry has moved into the neighborhood.
’Cause everybody knows the kind of life
That you’re bound to lead if it′s wrong or right
Everybody knows all about your share of ups and downs
Everybody knows everybody in this town
—Chicago Farmer
“What did your parents tell you not to tell me?”
—Art Linkletter, Kids Say the Darndest Things
Mind Left Body Jam.
Truck-kun.
A mighty mass of furry little mindless animals
A million lemmings marching to the sea
We are lemmings
We are crazies
We will feed our flower habits pushing daisies
—Guest / Jacobs / Kelly
“It is not everyone who has your passion for rolling around in dead leaves.”
The Golden Road (To Unlimited Destruction)