The Seattle Star

Her eyes…She’s on the dark side. Neutralize every man in sight reading Sunday Comics.

She took the car out for a drive, she didn’t come back for the Sunday Comics…Where’s she been? Why’d she go? Why’s she back now? We all know! We know why! We know why!

Beyond, up here on the mountain that I climb to lose you, I saw every bit of business that business could work through. I said ask me but, oh, my wisdom departed! Tell me–but, oh, my wisdom departed, but, oh please, at least answer me this–

Lost on a Sunday, in the Comics, but there’s no one there to wake her up. And the world is spinning, and she keeps on winning, but tell me what happens when it stops? They go isn’t she lovely, this Hollywood girl?

Same thing night after night. Just…repetitive. And the color is really bad — and the themes are just infantile…And you always get what you want — And that’s just not the way life is.