Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree;
And only God who makes the tree
Also makes the fools like me.
But only fools like me, you see,
Can make a God, who makes a tree.
All the heroes of tomorrow are the heretics of today.
E.Y. HarburgTags: conformity heroes heretics
Words make you think. Music makes you feel. A song makes you feel a thought.
E.Y. HarburgTags: thinking music singing songs
Hammacher Schlemmer is selling a shelter,
worthy of Kubla Khan's Xanadu dome;
Plushy and swanky, with posh hanky panky
that affluent Yankees can really call
home.
Hammacher Schlemmer is selling a shelter,
a push-button palace, fluorescent repose;
Electric devices for facing a crisis
with frozen fruit ices and cinema shows.
Hammacher Schlemmer is selling a shelter
all chromium kitchens and rubber-tiled dorms;
With waterproof portals to echo the chortles
of weatherproof mortals in hydrogen storms.
What a great come-to-glory emporium!
To enjoy a deluxe moratorium,
Where nuclear heat can beguile the elite
in a creme-de-la-creme crematorium.
Tags: rich nuclear-shelters
Somewhere over the rainbow, skies are blue, and the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true.
E.Y. HarburgMy heart wants roots
My mind wants wings.
I cannot bear
Their bickerings.
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