Incarceration of a Flower Child 歌词

Do you remember me? How we used to be? Helpless, and happy and blind Sunk without hope In a haze of good dope And cheap wine Laying on the living floor On those Indian tapestry cushions you made Thinking of calling our first born Jasmine or Jade Don't do it! Don't do it! Don't do it! Don't do it to me Don't think about it! Don't think about it! Don't think about it! Don't think about what it might be Don't get up to open the door Just stay with me here on the floor It's gonna get cold in the 1970s You wouldn't listen You thought you knew better You'll just have to speak to that man Please believe me I'll visit whenever I can There in your little white room With no windows And three square sedations a day You plead with the doctor Whose running the show Please don't take Jasmine away And leave me alone Don't do it! Don't do it! Don't do it! Don't do it to me Don't think about it! Don't think about it! Don't think about it! Don't think about what it might be Don't get up to open the door Just stay with me here on the floor It's gonna get cold in the 1970s Do you remember me? How we used to be? Helpless, and happy and blind Sunk without hope In a haze of good dope And cheap wine Now in your little white room With no windows And three square sedations a day You plead with the doctor Whose running the show Please don't take Jasmine away And leave me alone