There’s a bathroom on the right.
“Art is prophecy” ~ Marshall McLuhan.
Hittin’ the moonshine kind of early...?
And then there is that song about the one ton tomato.
Way too general to be consider prophetic.
Predicting war is a no brainer. Predicting *when* and *how* is a different matter.
2015 makes 1968 look like Strawberry Fields.
WARREN ZEVON
The Envoy
written by Warren Zevon
1980 Zevon Music BMI
Nuclear arms in the Middle East
Israel is attacking the Iraqis
The Syrians are mad at the Lebanese
And Baghdad does whatever she please
Looks like another threat to world peace
For the envoy
Things got hot in El Salvador
CIA got caught and couldn’t do no more
He’s got diplomatic immunity
He’s got a lethal weapon that nobody sees
Looks like another threat to world peace
For the envoy
Send the envoy
Send the envoy
Whenever there’s a crisis
The President sends his envoy in
Guns in Damascus
Woa, Jerusalem
Nuclear arms in the Middle East
Israel is attacking the Iraqis
The Syrians are mad at the Lebanese
And Baghdad do whatever she please
Looks like another threat to world peace
For the envoy
Send the envoy . . .
Send for me
I often heard it
“Don’t go out tonight,
There’s bound to be a fight.
they’re in a bad mood on the Right!”
BAD MOON..........................
So was Pink Floyd................
Eclipse
(Waters) 2:04
All that you touch
All that you see
All that you taste
All you feel.
All that you love
All that you hate
All you distrust
All you save.
All that you give
All that you deal
All that you buy,
beg, borrow or steal.
All you create
All you destroy
All that you do
All that you say.
All that you eat
And everyone you meet
All that you slight
And everyone you fight.
All that is now
All that is gone
All that’s to come
and everything under the sun is in tune
but the sun is eclipsed by the moon.
“There is no dark side of the moon really. Matter of fact it’s all
Give me the Beach Boys and free my soul...wanna get lost in your rock n’ roll and drift away....
“Five Year Plans and New Deals, wrapped in golden chains
And I wonder, still I wonder, who’ll stop the rain”