well the souvenirs on my dusty shelf well I get out the Tarn-X, and I polish them myself yes, posters are falling, but who needs them at my age? well I've learned to smile, when all I feel is rage so I think I will go to Bakersfield with Gabriel and Paul and I will hide behind the garbage cans while the holy platitudes fall and blow the gates, I am coming through with my albatrosses and all and it's strategy not protocol yes, it's strategy, not protocol, that brings me here.