He Not Busy Being Born Is Busy

A Noble Truth Is A Sacred Creed.

I See The Turning Of The Page, Curtain Rising On A New Age, See The Groom Still Waiting At The Altar.

You Use To Ride On The Chrome Horse With Your Diplomat, Who Carried On His Shoulder A Siamese Cat.

You Got Men Who Can't Hold Peace And Women Who Can't Control Their Tongues. The Rich Seduce The Poor, And The Old Seduce The Young.

Well The Lone Ranger And Tonto, They Are Riding Down The Line Fixing Everybody's Troubles, Everybody Except Mine.