It's Too Late

It's too late To fall in love with Sharon Tate But it's too soon To ask me for the words I want carved on my tomb I think it's time that you all start To think about gettin' by But I have that need to go out and find somebody to love It's too late There's no one left that I even wanna imitate You see, you just don't know I'm here to give you my heart And you want some fashion show But it ain't no contribution To rely on an institution To validate your chosen art And to sanction your boredom And let you play out your part It's too late You know when they got nothin' to give They only part their legs for what's negative They're so decadent . . . Until their daddy's money from home's all