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God, then

you really don't want to.

No.

I prefer to get around on my own.

If you want to, shall I come back

later on?

But...

Perhaps...

I don't know.

Well...

If you like.

Okay.

Alright, see you later.

Bye, Barbara.

Bye, Paolo.

Oh, oh, oh.

I don't know.

But then, who knows?

What about peace?

And what about love?

And what about hate?

And what about Mao?

And what about Karl Marx?

And what about Alan Seacrest?

And what about Ho Chi Minh?

And what about Nick Batson?

And what about Che Guevara?

And what about Black Power?

And what about John Smith?

And what about Martin Luther King?

And what about drugs?

And what about sex?

And what about movies?

And what about asking questions?

What surely happened In a world of conflict

Left and right To you we only bring

The better side The better side It

used to speak From a heart that was

afraid It was tried Its objection overruled Now

we shout To love and not It's our

road But to you it may seem strange

The better side The better side Look

at them this side

Stop and stare Ask yourself Have they got

friends?

Do you wish to criticize The love that's

here The soul

cries The better side The better side Much

talk this morning, latest killing Naked woman found

slaughtered, tied obscene position You can't even imagine

what goes on between the sexes Wasted half

an hour imagining about it Dramatic scene, underground

filmmaker shot by nude policeman It's warm in

here Swine

Him and me then You

know Yeah A great society Bombs Bullets Bullshit

Who's in charge?

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gentle, penetrating massage to all parts of the

anatomy Complete with long life battery Ready for

use at a moment's notice This

fantasy Of dreamlike frenzy Rushing through your head

Erotic scenes Conflict between Chastity you read Subconsciously

is your desire Although you won't believe it

Truth is plain to see Why try to

hide it?

Truth is hard to hide Why try to

disguise it?

Truth is plain to see It's

as much as you believe Trees are made

of leather Reality is storming through The channels

of this meal Truth is plain to see

Silhouettes of

skies and Harvey?

Who's in charge?

Give her a rinse, will you?

Could you take care of this old cow

for me, dear?

Yes, sure What

do you feel?

Cold Where?

Here Here?

Yes, here Here Here If I could

turn you on If I could drive you

out of your wretched mind If I could

tell you I would let you know If

I could turn you on If

I could drive you out of your wretched

mind If I could tell you Sure that

if In spite of By chance When One

is alone Shut up at home In case

Only if Who knows But Who could?

Who could?

Lock the door Wash the dishes Feed the

cat Why did she buy that thing When

it needed a new hat?

The sun don't let it come The

message understood That hand in hand We again

become as one Two people signed To their

relation To their relation Just one more relation

Is this a fate?

A thing they've been waiting for All their

lives Must go on and face

to face The relation is so real Second

thoughts pass through our mind Mystery or ideal

Then the moon slips down behind the cloud

To run and find the light she sought

He'd just

light the moon And throw his world into

the dark Every day from noon to noon

On my end it's day It's just an

endless temptation It must not come Just

one more relation Just one more relation One

more relation Paulo

Yeah Listen What?

I've got something to tell you What?

What?

What do you want?

Who?

You Me?

Yes Hmm?

Hmm Put a tiger in your tank Second

TV newscast Married woman alone at home Woken

at dawn by masked man near bed Gagged,

blindfolded Wrapped in sheet, tightly bound Pushed into

a sack with sexual parts exposed Tortured, moans,

whispers Must have enjoyed herself after all Room

handle thrust in Purred on a spit Dreamt

of two policemen Thrown in cell Sniggering Stripped

naked Forced to submit Both of them In

turn Beautiful Hot Plummeting But One looked

just like Dad Oh Nine Eight Seven

Six Five Four Three Two One Zero

My problem

is That every so often while doing chin

-ups I have an orgasm This prevents me

from finishing my workout But after relaxing in

the hot room I seem to feel better

than ever Nevertheless There are physical and moral

implications Which I'd like to have cleared up

One Is this physically harmful?

Two Since I usually know it's going to

happen And continue the chin-ups anyway Would

the Catholic Church consider this masturbation And therefore

a sin?

The medium is the massage That is the

message Who knows why people who are afraid

of pubic hairs Are the same people who

hate Negroes, Jews, homosexuals, beatniks and hippies A

sound mind In a sound body So

the proverb says And so

it should be read And she Who believes

In the words of Rome A simple but

Master of time Releases

All into the mist And her mind and

body flows A

child Who'd reflect control

Can't you see you've grown up Tell

me Have you got a pussy?

Remember innocent child That sex is a sin

Whoever indulges in it Whoever deals in it

Will not rise to heaven But will be

condemned to hell Love

Tunnel Come on All you need is love

Love Tunnel Come on All you need is

love Love Tunnel Come on All you need

is love Love Tunnel Come on All you

need is love Love Tunnel Come on All

you need is love Love Tunnel Come on

All you need is love Love Tunnel Come

on The Love Commune The Love Commune Is

an anarchistic organization Without any authority or handouts

Have a laugh Have a joke Run around

In our smoke We are free Our company

You try to lead We say no We

don't get Overall What's the point?

Life's too short You can keep All your

laws But for us We say no Parking

meters How they treat us Try to change

The life we lead In every way Put

a gun In your hand, son Is this

what You're trying to say?

Hey Kill yourselves Fight

away In your books We don't get We

don't see What addiction Is our addiction We

say no Whilst forbidden It's

really hidden Deeply down Inside your own Society

You permit

Love without a But you

stick To your pride Carry on And we

don't mind But when you try To push

it away We have to shout We have

to shout We say no We say no

To encourage people to make love Is forbidden

because it's dangerous But it's not forbidden Even

though more dangerous To encourage them to make

war So from this moment The dangerous and

forbidden pictures Of love scenes Will be substituted

by pictures Dangerous but not forbidden Of war

scenes Pornography

of violence Che Guevara still lives in Bolivia

He lives in Venezuela He lives in Guatemala

Numerous incidents of sexually orientated torture Were reported

in the case of women The torturers shove

as many fingers as possible For an object

Into the vagina And twist and tear brutally

This is also done with the anus A

tube is inserted into the anus And water

driven into the prisoner Under very high pressure

In the case of men Beatings on the

genitals With long thin sandbags One trade unionist

Was beaten so much That a testicle was

driven up into his body Look

at the sky Mother's passing by Look down

Which of the two Do you admire Look

at the sky It's like a fire You

take this You won't miss Running round in

circles Trying to find your mind Something trying

to push you on And it's coming from

The past Hope to be among The people

in the clouds In your life There's been

a hole Have a

war with you Because You don't

feel As the

1968 Saigon show proved The medium wasn't a

message Crazy

Into the brain The things that deceive Let's

look at it through the microscope It is

an insignificant act Wholly devoid of morality So

don't sit around Get off the ground Just

step inside Disappear

And so will your fear The tension inside

We'll start to unwind Now despite Something like

a dream Forces are

preparing to defend the capital Against the rumored

Viet Cong spring offensive Expected to come with

warmer weather General Callaghan has requested Extra troops

to combat The National Liberation Front of the

mind After a quiet winter preparation The Viet

Cong are to be seen More and more

frequently In the streets and parts of London

It is believed that they have had An

amazingly successful recruiting drive Over the last few

months And have increased their forces By hundreds

of thousands The Viet Cong are believed to

have Developed secret weapons Search and destroy Despite

continued search And destroy sorties Carried out by

Greek forces They have failed to force The

Viet Congs underground They have no known leader

Except the legendary Saga A beautiful nude goddess

Who is rumored to live In an enchanted

forest In the vicinity of Amphanpset Inn Unidentified

flying objects Have been seen in the area

recently Which could wade to the rumor Dreamt

of knives, pencils, umbrellas Dreamt I was about

to cross a street Car coming down on

me on purpose Saw me Could have missed

me Instead, no Dreamt of squeezed oranges Mincemeat,

crumpled cars Miserable goods Drained, bone dry Dreamt,

was frightened Hey

lady, please Your pictures You forgot your pictures

Take a look Take a look Please Get

him There, stop him Swine, give it to

him Come on, go Quick, over Scram Filthy

nigger, get him There Grab him Grab him

Swine Come on, give it to him Over

there Just a

whisper of a panty With no crotch at

all Even the jet set was shocked at

this one Order in black Or in shocking

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Adults only Come

back here, baby cow Little slut

Coward Swine Coward

Women, this can be done Dialectical masturbation Alienation,

as our present destiny Is achieved only by

Ultra-just violence Perpetrated by human beings On

human beings The question of violence must be

raised If you collect people together As all

of us are victims Of a psychological frustration

That this part of the system will evade

The only way to exorcise This frustration is

violence And then they say Negroes are savages

What savages?

Savage that white coward murderer She was probably

one of them And he was her pimp

Well, who knows why Who knows why always

hate blood If one could do what one

likes Without limits, taboos, fear Look, a hangman

Here lived Karl Marx Who was, but who

knows That outraged, raped, murdered Another sexual fact

Everything like this All sex exhibited, exploited All

forbidden, has to be all forbidden Everything forbidden

Otherwise goodbye to speculations Goodbye business The whole

thing, industry Even sex like any other Even

more important than another Than all the others

The prostitutes sell their goods All advertising based

on sex With sex you sell everything All

sex, only sex Misery, sadness Only about sex

and about nothing else So they're good And

they do what they have to All very

proper Their proper job Just like Paolo Always

efficient, symmetrical, on the ball There he is

Yes, I think Yes, of course it's him

In anal intercourse I enjoyed that sexual experience

Very much Back

at home When I left a fellow in

the house Opposite across the way Watching, peeping

While I undressed I knew he was poised

behind his window I'd seen him sometimes Maybe

he even took some photos of me But

I enjoyed myself Tantalizing him And it excited

me Like the nights when I left the

light on And Paolo wanted to close the

curtains No, I said, it's no use It's

hot No one's around While all the time

I knew that fellow Must have been by

the window of the opposite house But Paolo

didn't want it He wanted silence, darkness, mystery

He always wants silence, darkness, mystery But what

mystery?

That's the whole trick They invent mystery where

there isn't any This is their great discovery

They keep everything hidden Everyone in the dark

So the mystery breeds mystery and fear But

instead, no Bloody hell, air, lights on, open

window No mystery, no fear Once in a

week It's really a little thing Only on

Saturday night But Paolo is always so efficient

Symmetrical, diligent Only on Saturday night And meanwhile

I was getting undressed very slowly And even

excited And Paolo was excited When

feminine hygiene is a matter of concern Cupid's

quiver connects Raspberry douche Safe, gentle, refreshing douche

Of exceptional fragrance A unique experience In a

four-ounce unbreakable flask Start with raspberry Then

come back for pineapple Lemon-lime Cherry Peach

-rum And tutti-frutti And so we started

making it on the bed And Paolo did

it And I did it Without fear, without

mystery Et cetera, et cetera And when we

had almost got to the best bit Then

tick I switched off the light And tock

But what is he doing?

Stupid What an approach As stupid as another

Like dancing Come on, move, let's go One,

two, three Stupid

But if, for example, I walked without a

skirt Why not?

Let's see, first of all, quiet And then

one, don't look back Two, go on walking

Three, don't wiggle Four, it's time for decision

Five, even Paolo tells me Six, well, what's

wrong with that?

Seven, I'm made like that Eight,

I'd like to be seen Nineteen, naked Eighteen,

to see nineteen Look in his face Twenty,

everybody says twenty-one That I've got beautiful

breasts Twenty-two, when I jump Then twenty

-three, either I run Twenty-four, I dance

Twenty-five, they also dance beautifully Twenty-six,

it's not a lie Twenty-seven, and them

Twenty-eight, who are they Twenty-nine, don't

know Thirty and one, thirty-one I've

been waiting for too long Now stop Yes,

but if then there are consequences Complications Think

of Paolo's face if I give him a

little negro By the way, what's the date

today?

The seventh Last month I got it on

the seventeenth This time, just wait, it'll come

on the thirteenth Sunday's the eighth, Monday the

ninth Tuesday, tenth, Wednesday, eleventh Thursday, twelfth, Friday,

thirteenth We'll already be back in room Why

then, considering I'm here Don't I take advantage

of it?

I've got pregnancy, no doubt at all Freedom

to have children when you want to Only

if you want to For a woman, real

freedom Just this Only then you can do

it when you want to As you want

to, where you want to With whoever you

want to Oh yes, I'll go in In

some way I'll make them understand Now I'm

ashamed, ashamed, ashamed If I knew I had

to be fitted I wouldn't have come in

Run away What a fool I made of

myself And then what's up?

He's a doctor, just a doctor So stop,

I'm ridiculous, stupid, ridiculous Think of other things

Being different, look nonchalant Emancipated, used to such

things Yes, as though he wouldn't understand That

it makes me laugh I'm nervous, hysterical, an

idiot Of course it's a very useful thing

Nothing to say, simple, plain, quick You just

go in and ask No appointment What appointment?

If you make an appointment And you don't

do anything So instead, come on, let's go

In and out, without thinking a lot And

now what's he doing?

He's putting on contraceptive fingers Why?

Don't know Perhaps not to leave fingerprints What

a fool I am Like a murderer Well

of course, really I say I think he's

got a murderous face If you really were

a sexual maniac, yes Yes, like that one

scene in the park Outraged, raped, murdered Italian

woman Found strangled, Hyde Park Fine title, like

the one read yesterday Hotel waitress found strangled,

tortured Looked like she'd been kept prisoner for

weeks Outraged every day a bit Her pussy

full of dead cigarette butts Spouted out inside

Even the other one who was following me

Looked like a murderer Grabbed, caressed, slammed, strangled,

cut up After all, what's a cut?

What is it?

Just a cut And now what's he doing?

He excites me, I get excited Oh God,

I cry, oh God I know the wall

must be dilated Like when I am excited

Otherwise it's no use I know the size

doesn't correspond Oh God, Paolo, Paolo Yes, if

I think of Paolo Paolo, Paolo But with

Paolo I don't always get excited Only a

bit, sometimes not even a bit Perhaps because

he's always so symmetrical Proper, regular He doesn't

care at all about me Certainly anyway I'd

like to try the negro's one With the

negro, yes Inside, yes Inside, yes Paolo, no

Paolo, yes Paolo, no Paolo, yes Paolo, yes

Forbidden OK, number 65 Still here OK, he

understood I understood Just an attraction Yes an

attraction, stronger, different To try, see, dare do

No.

Don't move yet.

Wait.

Well, now you can go.

Now you are free.

Now you are ready.

Go.

Go now.

Go.

You summarise how

we've seen you.

Early, swelling

season of so much devotion.

Sailing for so long.

Which way to swim?

On which wave?

Follow your whim.

Don't, don't hang on.

Statistical Digest.

It's been established that the average length of

erection is 5 inches and that the average

number of strokes required to complete the operation

is 75.

Therefore, 300 inches are slipping in and out

out of 14,467,000 women each night.

In other words, the nightly ration is 4

,062,867,000 inches and that's an awful

lot of Peter.

The pointed issue is am I getting my

share?