Yes, of course, we worried about the symptoms that were suggestive of a compromised health - the fevers and sweating, poor appetite and weight loss, a wrackful cough with painful breathing and unfamiliar lassitude - all signs producing a fearful trembling in the back of our minds.

That means that we shan't quarrel if I agree to whatever you are going to propose. What is it you want to say? he asked, becoming grave in his turn. Is it that I have behaved unmanly in visiting your room in your absence? Why cavil about a little thing of that sort? I do this for you as I would for Dora.

It's perfect for hippies to listen to with the lights off, plus the words are about, uh, y'know, generals and politicians and breadheads and stuff.

Check this out, yo!