Album Name : Sophisticated Beggar
Release Date : 1966-09-01
Song Duration : 5:54
Roy Harper October Twelfth
E A D E
Why throw flowers on my grave when I'm dead?
E A D E
Why paint pictures with the blood that I shed
E A D E
Why try to copy any word of what I said
E A D E
When I hated you all when I was living
Why do I waste time trying to create
Why do I still try to communicate
When you do nothing 'cept coagulate
Making bad pretenses of pretending
Why do you just sit around counting the days
Why do you act in so many fickle ways
Why does it take your type to make this world rotate
When almost all of you are hardly breathing?
And who can tell me what religion is for?
And which idiot thinks that a religion is any more
Than just another product of that same religious soul
That flows through time as through a wretching body?
How can you ban the bomb
Without first you ban the war
How can you ban the war
Without first you ban the peace
Why does someone talk of peace and someone else of war
When each one is a product of the other
And how many immortals did you ever see
And how many gods do you think there can be
And how much leading must you need before you find the
tree
It's dead and just about to fall upon you
How'd you go through living without seeing yourself?
And how can you see yourself by searching someone else
And keeping someone's nightmare of a place you labeled
hell
Not knowing how to live life without fearing
You teach the children fear, to gain some ease with
your laws
Instead of teaching fact, you feed them all Santa Claus
Slowly, their poor minds are disillusioned by your laws
Is goodness hard to come by without lying
Why do I sit here and sing you this song
Why have I worried about people for so long
I think you're all right and it's me that's all wrong
And I hated myself when I was living
Why do I sit here and sing you this song
Why have I worried about people for so long
I think you're all right and it's me that's all wrong
And I hated myself when I was living
I think you're all right and it's me that's all wrong
And I hated myself when I was living
And I hated myself when I was living
And I hated myself when I was living
And I hated myself when I was living