Don't Mess With The Dead, Boy, They

A Little Child Born Yesterday A Thing On Mother's Milk And Kisses Fed.

Who Ne'er Knew Salt, Or Heard The Billows Roar.

The Persuasion Of A Friend Is A Strong Thing.

You Know, The One With All The Well Meaning Rules That Don't Work Out In Real Life, Uh, Christianity.

Ah How Shameless – The Way These Mortals Blame The Gods. From Us Alone They Say Come All Their Miseries Yes But They Themselves With Their Own Reckless Ways Compound Their Pains Beyond Their Proper Share.