Country Joe McDonald - Eunicita lyrics

McDonald Out on the tundra the lions play their little games Of life and d**h And while the father lay sleeping the mother lies near With cubs at her breast It's not what you do Not what you say Eunicita believes in life before d**h Small pieces of my heart fall to the ground for All to see Who cares for me? Who cares for me? The picture frame spins round and round my face I've lost the place I used to go all by myself He stands alone, the rocks and trees have all blown away The sands burn his feet There are precious stones, things which a man could use To make his fortune But he does not see, for his mind is now In other places