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