You can get anything you want at Alice's You can get anything you want at Alice's Walk in it's around the back Just a half a mile from the railroad You can get anything you want at Alice's
Now it all started two ago, was on - two years ago on Thanksgiving, when my friend and I up to visit Alice at the restaurant, but Alice doesn't in the restaurant, she lives in the church the restaurant, in the bell-tower, with her husband Ray and Fasha the dog. And in the bell tower like that, they got a lot of room downstairs where the used to be in. Havin' all that room, seein' as how they took out all the pews, they decided that didn't have to take out their for a long time.
We got up there, we found all the garbage in there, and we decided be a friendly gesture for us to take the down to the city dump. So we the half a ton of garbage, put it in the back of a red VW microbus, shovels and rakes and implements of destruction and headed on toward the dump.
Well we got there and there was a big sign and a chain across the dump saying, "Closed on Thanksgiving." And we had heard of a dump on Thanksgiving before, and with tears in our eyes we drove off into the sunset looking for place to put the garbage.
We didn't one. Until we came to a side road, and off the side of the side road there was fifteen foot cliff and at the bottom of the there was another pile of garbage. And we decided that one big pile is better than two little piles, and rather than bring one up we to throw our's down.
That's what we did, and drove back to the church, had a dinner that be beat, went to sleep and didn't get up until the next morning, we got a phone call from officer Obie. He said, "Kid, we found name on an envelope at the bottom of a half a ton of garbage, and just to know if you had any information about it." And I said, "Yes, sir, Obie, I cannot tell a lie, I put that envelope under garbage."
After speaking to Obie for fourty-five minutes on the telephone we finally arrived at the truth of the and said that we had to go down and pick up the garbage, and also had to go down and to him at the officer's station. So we got in the red VW microbus with the shovels and rakes and implements of and headed on toward the police station.
Now friends, there was only one or two things that Obie done at the station, and the first was he could have given us a medal for being so brave and honest on the telephone, wasn't very likely, and we didn't expect it, and the other thing was he could have us out and told us never to be see driving around the vicinity again, which is what we expected, but we got to the police officer's station there was a third possibility that we hadn't counted upon, and we was both immediately arrested. Handcuffed. And I "Obie, I don't think I can pick up the garbage with handcuffs on." He said, "Shut up, kid. Get in the of the patrol car."
And that's what we did, sat in the of the patrol car and drove to the Scene of the Crime unquote. I want tell you about the town of Stockbridge, Massachusets, where this happened here, got three stop signs, two officers, and one police car, but when we got to the Scene of the Crime there was five police and three police cars, being the biggest crime of the fifty years, and everybody wanted to get in the newspaper story about it. And they was using up all of cop equipment that had hanging around the police officer's station. They was taking plaster tire tracks, foot prints, dog prints, and they twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy photographs with circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one explaining what one was to be as evidence against us. Took pictures of the approach, the getaway, the northwest the southwest corner and that's not to mention the photography.
After the ordeal, we went to the jail. Obie said he was going to put us in the cell. Said, "Kid, I'm to put you in the cell, I want your wallet and your belt." And I said, "Obie, I can understand you my wallet so I don't have any to spend in the cell, but what do you my belt for?" And he said, "Kid, we don't want any hangings." I said, "Obie, did you I was going to hang myself for littering?" Obie said he was making sure, and friends was, cause he took out the toilet seat so I couldn't hit myself over the head and drown, and he out the toilet paper so I couldn't bend the bars roll out the - the toilet paper out the window, slide down the roll and an escape. Obie was sure, and it was about four or five hours later that Alice (remember Alice? It's a song about Alice), Alice came by and a few words to Obie on the side, bailed us out of jail, and we went back to the church, had a another dinner that couldn't be beat, and didn't get up until the morning, when we all had to go to court.
We walked in, sat down, Obie came in with the seven eight-by-ten glossy pictures with circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one, sat down. Man in said, "All rise." We all stood up, and Obie stood up the twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy pictures, and the judge walked in sat down a seeing eye dog, and he sat down, we sat down. looked at the seeing eye dog, and then at the twenty seven colour glossy pictures with circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one, and at the seeing eye dog. And then at twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy with circles and and a paragraph on the back of each one and began to cry, 'cause Obie came to the realization it was a typical case of American blind justice, and there wasn't he could do about it, and the judge wasn't going to look at the twenty eight-by-ten colour glossy pictures with the and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one explaining what each one was to be used as evidence us. And we was $50 and had to pick up the garbage in the snow, but thats not what I came to you about.
Came to about the draft.
They got a building New York City, it's called Whitehall Street, where you in, you get injected, inspected, detected, infected, neglected and selected. I went to get my physical examination one day, and I walked in, I sat down, got good and drunk the before, so I looked and felt my best I went in that morning. `Cause I wanted to look like the all-American kid from New York City, man I wanted, I to feel like the all-, I to be the all American kid from New York, and I walked in, sat down, I was hung down, down, hung up, and all kinds o' nasty ugly things. And I waked in and sat down and they gave me a of paper, said, "Kid, see the phsychiatrist, room 604."
And I went up there, I said, "Shrink, I to kill. I mean, I wanna, I wanna kill. Kill. I wanna, I wanna see, I wanna see and gore and guts and veins in my teeth. Eat burnt bodies. I mean kill, Kill, KILL, KILL." And I started up and down yelling, "KILL, KILL," and he started jumpin up and down with me and we was both up and down yelling, "KILL, KILL." And the sargent came over, a medal on me, me down the hall, said, "You're our boy."
Didn't too good about it.
Proceeded on down the gettin more injections, inspections, detections, neglections and all kinds of that they was doin' to me at the thing there, and I was there for two hours, hours, four hours, I was there for a long time going through all kinds of mean ugly things and I was just having a tough there, and they was inspecting, injecting every single part of me, and was leaving no part untouched. through, and when I finally came to the see the man, I walked in, walked in sat down after a whole big thing there, and I walked up and said, "What do you want?" He said, "Kid, we got one question. Have you been arrested?"
And I to tell him the story of the Alice's Restaurant Massacre, with full orchestration and part harmony and stuff like that and all the phenome... - and he stopped me right there and said, "Kid, did you go to court?"
And I proceeded to tell him the story of the seven eight-by-ten colour pictures with the circles and arrows and the paragraph on the back of one, and he stopped me right there and said, "Kid, I want you to go and sit down on that that says Group W .... NOW kid!!"
And I, I walked over to the, to the there, and there is, Group W's where they put you if you may not be moral enough to the army after committing your special crime, and there was all kinds of mean ugly looking people on the bench there. Mother rapers. Father stabbers. rapers! rapers sitting right there on the bench next to me! And they was and nasty and ugly and horrible crime-type guys sitting on the next to me. And the meanest, ugliest, nastiest one, the meanest father raper of all, was coming over to me and he was mean 'n' ugly 'n' nasty 'n' horrible and all kind of things and he sat next to me and said, "Kid, get?" I said, "I didn't get nothing, I had to pay $50 and pick up the garbage." He said, "What were you for, kid?" And I said, "Littering." And all moved away from me on the bench there, and the hairy and all kinds of mean nasty things, till I said, "And creating a nuisance." And all came back, shook my hand, and we had a great time on the bench, about crime, mother stabbing, father raping, all kinds of things that we was talking about on the bench. And everything was fine, we was smoking and all kinds of things, until the Sargeant came over, had paper in his hand, held it up and said.
"Kids, officer's-name-and-any-other-kind-of-thing-you-gotta-say", and for forty-five minutes and nobody understood a word he said, but we had fun filling out the forms and playing the pencils on the bench there, and I out the massacre with the four part harmony, and wrote it down there, like it was, and everything was fine and I put down the pencil, and I turned over the piece of paper, and there, on the other side, in the middle of the other side, away from else on the other side, in parentheses, capital letters, quotated, the words:
("KID, HAVE YOU YOURSELF?")
I over to the sargent, said, "Sargeant, you got a lot a damn gall to ask me if rehabilitated myself, I mean, I mean, I mean that just, I'm sittin' here on the bench, I mean I'm sittin here on the W bench 'cause you want to know if I'm moral enough join the army, women, kids, houses and villages after a litterbug." He looked at me and said, "Kid, we don't like kind, and we're gonna send you fingerprints off to Washington."
And friends, somewhere in Washington enshrined in little folder, is a study in black and of my fingerprints. And the only reason I'm you this song now is cause you may know somebody in a similar situation, or you may be in a situation, and if your in a situation like that there's only one thing you can do and that's walk the shrink you are ,just walk in say "Shrink, You can get anything you want, at Alice's restaurant.". And out. You know, if one person, just one person does it they may think he's really and they won't him. And if two people, two people do it, in harmony, they may think they're both faggots and won't take either of them. And three people do it, three, can you imagine, people walking in singin a bar of Restaurant and walking out. They may think it's an organization. And can you, can you imagine fifty a day,I said fifty people a day walking in a bar of Alice's Restaurant and walking out. And they may thinks it's a movement.
And that's what it is , the Restaurant Anti-Massacre Movement, and all you got to do to is sing it the next time it come's around on the guitar.
With feeling. So we'll wait for it to come on the guitar, here and sing it it does. Here it comes.
You can get anything you want, at Restaurant You can get anything you want, at Restaurant right in it's around the back Just a half a mile the railroad track You can get you want, at Alice's Restaurant
That was horrible. If you to end war and stuff you got to sing loud. I've singing this song now for twenty five minutes. I could sing it for twenty five minutes. I'm not proud... or tired.
So we'll wait till it comes around again, and this with four part and feeling.
We're just waitin' for it to come around is what doing.
All now.
You can get anything you want, at Restaurant Excepting You can get anything you want, at Restaurant Walk right in it's the back Just a half a mile the railroad track You can get you want, at Alice's Restaurant
Da da da da da da da dum At Alice's