Originally Posted by Janis
- The information's unavailable to the mortal man
We're workin' our jobs, collect our pay
Believe we're gliding down the highway, when in fact we're slip sliding away
And I know a man, he came from my home town
He wore this bad shirt for his woman like a thorny crown
He said, "Dolores, I live in fear"
"My love for you is so overpowering I'm afraid that I will disappear