Today's Message

"Oh yes. Welcome, welcome all. In the middle of this 
parrothead madness this evening we thought it would be 
appropriate to take a few minutes of your time to reflect 
on a little spiritual, spiritual healing. Heal'em up 
sister. We have such a choir with us this evening. We can't
 wait to hear all of you sing with us. That's why we're 
here. We heard you all on a couple of songs already. The 
only thing is, it's not nice to beat Jimmy to the words of 
his own song."
"Yes, we white people been working on rhythm for a while 
but we've got a long way to go. So when we get to this next
 song we'd like for you to sing. I know that some of you 
may be a little hesitant here. The climate that's going 
around these days because some pea-brained people think 
that some of my songs are obscene and nasty. We know better
 don't we?

But I just feel sorry for the ones that don't. It's just 
that the times have moved so far ahead of 'em they're back 
in the pea-brained past."

"Time has moved so fast, I will give you a couple of 
examples. Today, a pair of tennis shoes costs more than a 
lot of your first automobiles did. I had a hundred dollar 
pick-up truck back in those days. I know. Can I get an AMEN
 for a hundred dollar pick-up truck?"

"Today there are two Madonnas. Our Lady of Fatima over 
here, and that woman from Michigan runnin' around Italy 
with Warren Beatty over here. Looks like Helen of Troy. Sue
 me baby sue me, yeah."

"And uh, we don't want you to think of this song in those 
terms because this song that we're about to get you to help
 us with is not a nasty, obscene song. It is a love song, 
from a slightly different point of view, that's all. And 

before we sing it we just want to bring you a little 
message of peace, prosperity, and hope in such a trouble 
world today. But Reverened Jim has a few things he thinks 
could work to solve our world problems and our world 
tensions."

"First of all, we send all the presidents of the savings 
and loans associations over to run the country of Iraq. 
That would solve two problems right there. And world peace,
 I've got an answer for world peace. We take the money that
 it'd cost us to build just one B-1 bomber, that one that 
doesn't work. We change it into five dollar bills. We put 
all of this money into bags and we fly over the Atlantic 
Ocean, past Europe because they're getting their shit 
togehter anyway. We drop this money on the Russian people. 
All those little tiny pictures of Abraham Lincoln come 
tumblin' down out of the sky. I want them to feel those 
sawbucks in their hands. You know how your money feels when
 you accidently leave it in your blue jeans and you take it
 out and it's all warm and soft, oooh! Well we let those 
Russian people hang on to that money for about a week and 
then we fly back over there. We fill our airplanes full of 
mail order catalogs from L.L. Bean. From up in Columbus, 
Sporty's Pilot Shop. And Victoria's Secret! The
Russian people have this money in their hand, the catalogs 
come down. They look at those pictures on the opening pages
 of the Victoria's Secret catalog, not back in the outdoors
 section, you know what I'm talking about right? They got 
the money, they got the catalogs, they're going to get the 
idea. They send all the money back to us to buy the stuff. 
We have full employment. There's world peace, and the 
Russians have crotch-less underwear through the 
twenty-first century! Thank you!"

"So I hope you have no hesitation about joining us in this 
song. As I said, it is just a love song, from a different 
point of view."