Well, I’m a barrel of laughs
with my carbine on
I keep ’em hoppin’
till my amunition’s gone
but I’m still not happy
I feel like there’s something wrong
I got the revolution blues
I see bloody fountains
and ten million dune-buggies
comin’ down the mountains
Well, I hear that Laurel Canyon
is full of famous stars
but I hate them worse than lepers
and I’ll kill them in their cars

Neil Young