Take 3
When I was a kid I had a few questions
Like how to walk and how to kick
Was I conceived in liberty?
What’s the use of knowledge in society?
At first I queried then I poked
Amazed and leary, brimmed and stoked
Then Uncle Sam took my hand
And said, “You’re looking stellar you mild Fabian.”
While he justified his grip
I pulled away and ran from him
To the Privatseminar and on
To some coffee house, here’s what I saw:
People communicating
The universe, the kosmos mating
An organic compound of benzol rings
The lattice of a crystal’s strings
I saw order
Spontaneous order
Hey Sam, get your visible hand off me.
I gasped aloud yet Sam grabbed my arm
And insisted that I don’t be alarmed
He said there could be competition
He said he calculated with precision
“There’s no taxis in these galaxies
The wind carries us quite happily,”
I said, “No Sam, competition is a discovery procedure!”
He did not understand. Of course
I tried to explain, however, verbose.
The double negative, after all
Has yet to be banned by federal law.
With a firm hand on my shoulder
Sam showed me his campaign hats and price controls
He offered to subsidize my thoughts
As I pulled a way again, he looked shocked
I want order
Spontaneous order
Hey Sam, get your visible hand off me.
I ran, I fled his crooked stare
Until I stumbled upon Ms. Lacy Faire
As fine a form as one need see
To be free to choose, and choose to be free
Lacy and I chose to get together
With a few good ideas and a few good friends.
Amongst us all and amongst us some
She’s who embraces our decisions.
As Sam carried on down the road to serfdom
I found myself in Switzerland
Between the firm, the market and the law
On the shores of Lake Geneva, here’s what I saw
People communicating
The universe, the kosmos mating
An organic compound of benzol rings
The lattice of a crystal’s strings
I saw order
Spontaneous order
Hey Sam, get your visible hand off me