L.S.D.

Everybody's talking
about my L.S.D.
I say talk is easy
and moneys never free,
L.S.D.
But I always tell them
life it ain't so black
For everything I'm given,
something's taken back

L.S.D.
Yes, I need L.S.D.

Mercy is in his deed I find
He hasn't got a care,
he might not be going fast
But is he going anywhere
L.S.D.



Credits
Writer(s): Philip Arthur May, Richard Clifford Taylor
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