Hair Page #4

You better get that stuff to her.

- Me?

- Yeah.

Wasn't that what you wanted?

You're telling me

I'm ridiculous?

Where do I go

Follow the river

Follow the gulls

Where is the something

Where is the someone

That tells me

why I live and die

Follow the children

Follow their smiles

Is there an answer

In their sweet faces

That tells me why

I live and die

Follow the wind song

Follow the thunder

Follow the neon

In young lovers' eyes

Down to the gutter

Up to the glitter

Into the city

Where the truth lies

Follow my heartbeat

Follow my hand

Where do they lead me

And will I ever

Discover why I live and die

Why do I live

Why do I die

Tell me why

Tell me where

Next.

- Woodrow, Sheldon?

- Yes, sir.

Everything off, please.

Your socks.

Have you got some problem

with your socks?

No, sir.

Then take them off.

Sergeant.

Black boys are delicious

Chocolate-flavored love

Licorice lips like candy

Keep my cocoa handy

I have such a sweet tooth

When it comes to love

Once I tried a diet

Of quiet rest

No sweets

But I went nearly crazy

And I went clearly crazy

Because I really craved for

Chocolate-flavored treats

Black boys are nutritious

- Black boys fill me up

- Up

Black boys are so damn yummy

They satisfy my tummy

- Black

- Black

Black boys

White boys are so pretty

Skin as smooth as milk

Hair like Chinese silk

White boys give me goose bumps

White boys give me chills

When they touch my shoulder

That's the touch that kills

- My mother calls them lily

- Mama says lilies

- I call them picadillies

- Picadillies

- My daddy wants me to stay away

- Daddy

But I say come and play

White boys are so groovy

White boys are so tough

Every time they're near me

Just can't get enough

White boys are so sexy

Sexy

They're so long and lean

Love those sprayed-on trousers

I love the love machine

My brother calls them rubble

They're my kind of trouble

My daddy warns me no, no, no

But I say white boys go, go, go

White boys are so lovely

Beautiful as girls

Love to run my fingers

And toes

through all their curls

Give me a tall

- A lean

- A sexy

- A pretty

- A groovy

A juicy white boy

Yeah, give me a white boy

- White boys

- Yeah

White boys, come on

and lie down beside me

Doors locked

Blinds pulled

- Lights low

- Move it!

Flames high

My body

My body is walking

In space

My soul is in orbit

With God face-to-face

Floating, flipping

Flying, tripping

Tripping from Pottsville

To starlight

Tripping from starlight

To moonville

Red black, Blue brown

- Yellow crimson, Green orange

- Trainee.

Purple pink

Violet white

White white

All the clouds are cumulus

Walking in space

Oh, my God, your skin is soft

I love your face

How dare they try

To end this beauty

They keep us underfoot

They bury us in soot

Pretending it's our chore

They ship us off to war

In this dive

we rediscover sensation

Walking in space

we find the purpose of peace

The beauty of life

You can no longer hide

Our eyes are open

Wide

How you doing?

- I'm all right.

- Yeah?

Look, I've got something.

Where is he?

Nevada.

So, I was thinking

of writing him.

- What do you think I should say?

- I want to say something.

Tell him that--

I want to say that Jeannie says hi.

You're gonna write him?

Why don't you come with us?

- Where are you going?

- Nevada.

We are?

Aren't you serious about anything?

I'm always serious.

When are we going?

As soon as Sheila's ready.

I can't just take off

and go to Nevada.

I guess not.

- We'll see you.

- Wait a minute.

- How will you get there?

- Car.

- You don't have a car.

- I'm gonna get a car.

- Lafayette?

- How will you get a car?

What are you staring at?

And who's that?

What are you doing here?

Come on.

- I said come with me.

- I heard you.

I'm asking you,

who is that woman?

- Are you a friend of my Lafayette?

- I ain't Lafayette no more.

- Don't bother her, all right?

- What have you done to your head?

Never mind.

Just go on back home.

Is that his child?

- Don't be talking to her.

- Is that your child?

You wouldn't understand.

What do you mean?

ls that your child or isn't it?

What kind of question is that?

Maybe it is and maybe it isn't.

What?

I knew you wouldn't understand.

You don't understand anything.

I understand just fine.

You explain it to me.

Do you understand about cosmic

consciousness and all that sh*t?

That's what I'm talking about, baby.

All I'm talking about

is Lafayette Junior here is your child.

I just want to know

if that's your child too.

Never mind that.

Come on!

- Where are we going?

- I'm taking you to the bus.

- You're going back home.

- I don't want to go home!

You're going back home.

Understand me?

- I want to stay with you.

- You can't.

- Why not?

- Because you can't. I said so.

Look, we've got a friend in trouble,

and we have to help him.

Baby, that's all you need to know.

Why don't you just go home?

I never said you couldn't

help your friends, Lafayette.

Goddamn it, woman!

I ain't no Lafayette!

Sh*t!

Don't you understand nothing?

How can people

Be so heartless

How can people

Be so cruel

Easy to be hard

Easy to be cold

How can people

Have no feelings

You know I'm hung up on you

Easy to be proud

Easy to say no

Especially people

Who care about strangers

Who care about evil

And social injustice

Do you only

Care about the bleeding crowd

How about a needing friend

I need a friend

How can they ignore their friends

Easy to give in

Easy to help out

Who say they care about

Social injustice

Hi, Steve.

Come out of the car.

- I just want to talk to you.

- You want to talk? Talk.

I'd like to talk to you outside.

I don't want to talk to you.

Don't worry about a thing.

I'll handle this.

- What do you want?

- The keys.

Cool out, baby.

- You're taking the car?

- Just for a few days.

- Coming with us?

- No, I'm not going with you!

- All right.

- Sheila, come on.

Out of the car. What--

I'm not into any heavy

preference trip...

Iike who the father is.

I don't care.

I think they're both beautiful.

Don't you?

But how can you not care

about that?

If a woman carries a child, don't you

think she should know who the father is?

I admit that I have this dilemma.

But it will be resolved real soon.

It's not like a big crisis or anything.

It's not like a world war.

I don't know

what you're so uptight about.

I fell in love with someone.

We had a child,

and we were gonna get married.

That's why I'm uptight.

- Yeah?

- And you're holding it up!

I'm not holding it up.

You don't see the way it is.

This is really a great thing

that's happened to all of us.

Everybody's really happy about it.

The guys are really happy.

I think it would be great

if you could be happy about it too.

- You're crazy.

- Yeah, I'm crazy.

We're all crazy.

Let's shake on it.

Let's not.

Come on.

If all you men could be standing

where I'm standing...

and seeing what I'm seeing...

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