The Real Power Is In The Hands

Come You Masters Of War You That Build All The Guns You That Build The Death Planes You That Build The Big Bombs You That Hide Behind Walls You That Hide Behind Desks I Just Want You To Know I Can See Through Your Masks.

Well The Book Of Leviticus And Deuteronomy, The Law Of The Jungle And The Sea Are Your Only Teachers.

We Never Thought We Could Ever Get Old.

Let Me Ask You One Question Is Your Money That Good Will It Buy You Forgiveness Do You Think That It Could I Think You Will Find When Your Death Takes Its Toll All The Money You Made Will Never Buy Back Your Soul

People Think They Know Me From My Songs. But My Repertoire Of Songs Is So Wide-ranging That You'd Have To Be A Madman To Figure Out The Characteristics Of The Person Who Wrote All Those Songs.