He's Hell Bent For Destruction, He's Afraid

City's Just A Jungle; More Games To Play Trapped In The Heart Of It, Tryin' To Get Away I Was Raised In The Country, I Been Workin' In The Town I Been In Trouble Ever Since I Set My Suitcase Down

I'm Sick Of Giving Creeps Money Off My Soul.

They Kill People Here Who Stand Up For Their Rights The System's Just Too Damned Corrupt It's Always The Same, The Name Of The Game Is Who Do You Know Higher Up

I Come From Way North. We'd Listen To Radio Shows All The Time. I Think I Was The Last Generation, Or Pretty Close To The Last One, That Grew Up Without Tv.

In Harmony With Cosmic Sea, True Love Needs No Company. It Can Cure The Soul, It Can Make It Whole, If Dogs Run Free.