real short one. This is a song that the Long Riders did. It's called Avery Tower. I want to send it out to the late Gene Clark. Almadeus, you can cut me off if you want. This is Avery Tower. One, two, three, four. My friend lives in an ivory tower. She's protected from misery. She doesn't worry, she's got the power. She controls all she sees. Still her blinders work too well. She don't listen, you try to tell her. It's too late, that ivory tower's falling down. She strolls down the road swiveling, with her thoughts up in the air. And she never has no pain. Still she still admits she cares. But her blinders work too well. She don't listen, when you try to tell her. It's too late, that ivory tower's falling down. Still you've got to be careful what you say. Still you've got to be careful what you say. She'll go away. It's too late, that ivory tower's falling down. It's too late, that ivory tower's falling down. It's too late, that ivory tower's falling down. It's too late, that ivory tower's falling down. It's too late, that ivory tower's falling down. It's too late, that ivory tower's falling down.