For No Reason - Country Joe McDonald

On pieces of paper

Recording them now

And recalling them later.

It remains a mystery

The pages of history

Outlasted the passing

Of things that were dear to me.

Those wonderful children

With bright shining faces

They waltzed in the halls

And they marched in their places

The darlings of dancing,

And spinning, and reeling.

Look into their eyes

To see what they’re feeling.

It’s almost too much for him

Bearing the cross he’s carrying.

It’s almost too much for him

Wearing the face he’s wearing.

Why don’t you change your style?

Why don’t you change your style?

Why don’t you change your style?

He wants to find men

Who can love for no reason,

Who open their hearts

To life of all seasons

But they’ve all gone, it seems

Off in their limousines—

I want to live where men

Can believe their dreams.

It’s almost too much for him

Bearing this cross I’m carrying.

It’s almost too much for him

Wearing this face I’m wearing.

Why don’t you change your style?

Think I’ll change my style.

Why don’t you change your style?

Think I’ll change my style.

Why don’t you change your style?

Change

Why don’t you change your style?

Change…