Where have those real people gone, br you know, the ones who were br bohemian born. br Put that in your pipe and smoke it br they would always say. br It was a feather in your nest br in that fine day. br Thick and fast we were on that great br stage! br Now life is ready to turn the page. br Youth slowly fades in the hour of need. br Put a good face on it - yes take heed. br All talent has gone out of our mind. br The wages of sin have not been so kind. br Read the prime of life- it will br smoke it out. br Still waters run deep and thats br what it is all about.