Ballad Of A Crystal Man

Walk along and talk along
And live your lives quite freely
But leave our children with their toys
Of peppermint and candy
For seagull, I don't want your wings
I don't want your freedom in a lie

Your thoughts they are of harlequin
Your speeches of quicksilver
I read your faces like a poem
Kaleidoscope of hate words
For seagull, I don't want your wings
I don't want your freedom in a lie

As you fill your glasses
With the wine of murdered negroes
Thinking not of beauty
That spreads like morning sun-glow
For seagull, I don't want your wings
I don't want your freedom in a lie

On the quilted battlefields of soldiers
Dazzling made of toy tin
The big bomb like a child's hand
Could sweep them dead just so to win
Seagull, I don't want your wings
I don't want your freedom in a lie

Vietnam, your latest game
You're playing with your blackest Queen
Damn your souls and curse your grins
I stand here with a fading dream
For seagull, I don't want your wings
I don't want your freedom in a lie