A Simple Desultory Philippic

A Simple Desultory Philippic - Paul Simon

Lyrics by：Paul Frederic Simon

Composed by：Paul Frederic Simon

A Simple Desultory Philippic

Or How I Was Lyndon Johnson'd Into Submission

I was Union Jacked Kerouac'd

John Birched stopped and searched

Rolling Stoned and Beatled 'til I'm blind

I've been Ayn Randed nearly branded

Communist 'cause I'm left-handed

That's the hand I use well never mind

I've been Walt Disneyed Diz Disleyed

John Lennoned Krishna Menoned

Walter Brennan'd punched out Cassius Clay

I've heard the truth from Lenny Bruce

And all my wealth won't buy me health

So I smoke a pint of tea a day

I knew a man his brain so small

He couldn't think of nothin' at all

He's not the same as you and me

He doesn't dig poetry

He's so unhip that when you say Dylan

He thinks you're talkin' about Dylan Thomas

Whoever he is

The man ain't got no culture

But it's alright Ma

It's just somethin' I learned over in England

I've been James Joyced Rolls Royced

Mick Jaggered silver daggered

Andy Warhol won't you please come home

I've been mother fathered aunt and uncled

Tom Wilsoned Art Garfunkeled

Barry Kornfeld's mother's on the phone

When in London do as I do

Find yourself a friendly haiku

Go to sleep for ten or fifteen years