Telephone the President,explain the situation,Malignant terroists are dreaming in the nation. People writing letters to their fathers who are drinking, asking them in the old tongue, what it is there thinking. Write a letter to the management,suggestions for the store, Harness the electric ,from the static in the floor.Go and sit in corn circles, Write your name in Runes, Sell your grand piano, And learn to play the spoons. Ask in all the health shops for recycled coriander, Put some in a cup of tea, And jump from the veranda.The moon is full. My promise is six years old. Grapefruit and birdsong. Do no other man the same wrong. Plant fresh seeds in all their dirt, Roll up your sleeves when they come for your shirt.