The Good Guys - Live At The Troubadour 1971

I'm tired of seeing the picture

You're painting of yourself

You with the borrowed colors

That you picked from someone else

Maybe you're a movie

Or some best-selling book

I know your mirrored morning's

In rehearsal of your look

Oh your cause is oh so beautiful

And you're ready to begin

You're going to play the good guy

By singing the good guy's hymn

You're building the halls

With the outer walls

But you haven't got a thing within

The innocence of children

Is the manner you suppose

And you can describe in full detail

What we already know

Oh your cause is oh so pretty

And we're ready to begin

We're going to play the good guys

By singing the good guy's hymn

We're building the halls

With the outer walls

But we haven't got a thing within

But if we keep on trying

Though our purpose isn't clear

We just may move the universe

We'll learn to really care

Eventually the whole façade

Becomes more than a whim

By starting to build on the outside

We're gonna fill up the walls within

By starting to build on the outside

We'll fill the walls within

Eventually the whole façade

Becomes more than a whim

And by starting to build on the outside

We're gonna fill up the walls

We're gonna fill up the walls within

Eventually the whole façade

Becomes more than a whim

And by starting to build on the outside

We're gonna fill up the walls

We're gonna fill up the walls within