Make No Plans

They're looking at me from a magazine

These eyes haunt me though I am unseen

From Tompkins Park to the dirty beach

The anger's mounting and it is in reach

Misrepresented or misunderstanded

They're crawling 'round us in the neighborhood

They make a profit from the sheer decay

Kill the birthright on a summer's day

Craw out of your hole tied to the post

What have you got to lose?

Out of control, you at the polls

Make no bone, circle 'round me

Out of my tree, loving and free

But why I am feeling this doubt?

Shaking, I shout

Make no plans for me, make no plans

Mean and moaning, are we impotent

To stop the killing of environment?

To save the world, will it be dissent?

I'm asking you, you say "no comment", no

Crawl out of your hole, tied to the post

What have you got to prove?

Out of control, you take the polls

Make no bone, circle 'round me

Out of my tree, loving and free

But why I am feeling this doubt?

Shaking, I shout

Make no plans for me, make no plans

The sweet defense of the singles bar

No use hiding, we know where you are

Tawana Brawley and her plastic bag

Hell's the future, and we're looking back