We could have had it all in our studio on 4th street   Every morning we rose with hope that we could change the world   or at least one mind   The songs came from Harvard Square and no longer were so rare   The poets strummed their strings at the thought of changing things.   It started wtih Woodie G and came strong with Bobby D.   At night the bearded boys fled   and all the lank haired girls came too   To converted sandal shops to hear the words   They came to hear the words   They longed for another cause   And when the next day came they took action   My beautiful blue collared army   With eyes buried in books   you never saw it coming   The day your cause would come crashing   Because soon it went pop   But you never asked for San Francisco   And all that came with it   God get us back to NYC, 1963