by Ginger Baker Don't take the wrong direction passing through Instead of deep reflection of what's true, For it's a combination of judgments made by you That cause a deep dejection all the way through. No relaxation, no conversation, no variation In a very dark blue, blue condition. Early rising every day. You must be enterprising in your way, For you will hear no laughter, nor see the sun; Life would be one disaster all the way through. Chorus First Verse Chorus Chorus