I Feel Capitol Punishment Is Dooming U.s.a.

Spirit Is Life. It Flows Thru The Death Of Me Endlessly Like A River Unafraid Of Becoming The Sea.

The Lucky Thing Was That I Was Italian; When The Other Italians Saw Me Fight Back, They Came To My Defence.

I Moved Up Over Lower East Side And I Was Adopted By Eight Foster Parents; I Lived All Over New York City With These Parents, Man, Till I Was About Ten Years Old.

They, That Unnamed They, They've Knocked Me Down But I Got Up. I Always Get Up -- And I Swear When I Went Down Quite Often I Took The Fall; Nothing Moves A Mountain But Itself. They, I've Long Ago Named Them Me.

Standing On A Street Corner Waiting For No One Is Power.