The Ballad of Richard Houston Walking back from superstition You don’t know you could be that way Ben F’s libraries got you christened The ace of calling spades a spade So, you change your name to your position You’re making all your tassels sway Forward psychic nepotism But you don’t got to be that way Cuz I love to hear you speak Because I dig the things you say You’re gonna wear that crown All over town Like you’re the King of May The King of May Did you know what I been thinking Brought me close to hear you say That I need people disagreeing So I don’t get stuck in ways Because lately I’ve been slipping Deeper towards insanity So low that I’m building buildings This is what entangles me But I love to hear you speak Because I dig the things you say You’re gonna wear that crown All over town Like you’re the King of May The King of May Them is us when we are picking Lemons made of lemonade Interested in easy living So intensely that you say It’s nothing really esoteric You know I just self-educate cuz Magic that comes from magicians It isn’t magic anyway But I love to hear you speak Because you’ve been dealt the fate to say You’re gonna take that crown And melt it down As a ghost of Yesterday