Mercy, Mercy Me, Things Ain't What They

What About This Overcrowded Land/how Much More Abuse From Man Can She Stand?

I'm Hooked My Friend To The Boy Who Makes Slaves Out Of Men, And Oh Believe Me, Flying High In A Friendly Sky.

An Artist, If He Is Truly An Artist, Is Only Interested In One Thing And That Is To Wake Up The Minds Of Men, To Have Mankind And Womankind Realize That There Is Something Greater Than What We See On The Surface.

I Am Not A Star. At Least, I Don't Consider Myself A Star.

Art Is A Way Of Possessing Destiny.