There are only a few notes. Just variations on a theme.

We all been playing those mind games forever, Some kinda druid dudes lifting the veil, Doing the mind guerrilla, Some call it magic the search for the grail. Love is the answer and you know that for sure, Love is a flower you got to let it grow...

Don't let them fool you with dope and cocaine, can't do you know harm to feel your own pain.

In Western-style Communism we would have to create an almost imaginary workers' image of themselves as the father-figure.

I mean People come up and ask for autographs or say hi but they wont bug you.

I am like a chameleon, influenced by whatever's going on. If Elvis can do it, I can do it. If the Everly Brothers can do it, me and Paul can. Same with Dylan.

Love is the flower you've got to let grow.