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Ain't got no smokes

Ain't got no job, Ain't got no work

Ain't got no coins

Ain't got no pennies

Ain't got no girl

Ain't got no ticket

Ain't got no token

Ain't got no God

Yeah

Ain't got no grass

Ain't got no acid

Ain't got no clothes

Ain't got no pad

Ain't got no apples

Ain't got no knives

Ain't got no guns

Ain't got no garbage

- Ain't got no draft card

- Burn it

Ain't got no Earth, Ain't got no fun

Ain't got no bike, Ain't got no pimples

Ain't got no trees

Ain't got no air, Ain't got no water

City, banjo, toothpicks, shoelaces

teachers, football, telephone

Records, doctor

brother, sister, uniforms

Machine guns, airplanes, germs, M-1s

Bang, bang, bang

M-2, bang, bang, bang

Where you going?

I got a lot to do today.

Thank you.

What?

I want to show you something.

What is it?

Just come here, please.

- What?

- Look at that.

- That's the chick on the horse.

- That's not her.

What do you mean?

Look at it.

Short Hills.

It's real close.

- That's today?

- That's right.

You want to go?

Why?

Don't you want to meet her?

Don't you have

to be invited to those?

Would you like to come

to a party with me?

You guys spread out. Mingle.

Sit, my dear.

Steve?

- Great party, huh?

- Yeah.

There's an odd-looking

character over there.

And here to the right,

that chap over there.

That colored gentleman over there

with the girl.

See those two girls there?

Do you know them?

Why don't you just

unobtrusively...

see if you can find out

who they are, how they got here...

who invited them,

and come back and let me know.

Sure thing.

Hi, I'm Steve Wright.

- What's your name?

- Hud.

Are you supposed to be here?

- I mean, who brought you guys?

- Mr. Berger.

Enjoy the party.

They're with Mr. Berger.

- Mr. Berger?

- Yeah.

Who's Mr. Berger?

I don't know.

Don't even suck on it

if you don't want to burn your lips.

- Now?

- Now start puffing on it.

- There. See?

- Sheila?

Just a minute.

What's taking so long, love?

- We're smoking grass.

- I'm getting dressed.

Sweetheart, come on. You have a lot

of people waiting to see you.

Will you relax, Daddy?

- Hurry up.

- What's going on here?

- They're getting dressed.

- Open the door this minute!

- I'm taking care of it.

- I can see you are.

Yes?

There's no excuse

for this performance.

Hello.

Excuse me.

Mr. Berger?

- You can call me George.

- I think that it's a private party.

I think you and your friends

better leave, please.

- You do?

- Yes, I think that's the thing to do.

Excuse me, everybody.

Everybody, please quiet down.

I think that you and you're--

I just wanted to say a few words,

then we'll go.

- I don't care what you have to say.

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