Obscenity, Who Really Cares. Propaganda, All Is

The Drunken Politician Leaps Upon The Street Where Mothers Weep, And The Saviors Who Are Fast Asleep, They Wait For You.

Beyond Here Lies Nothin' But The Mountains Of The Past

In The Home Of The Brave, Jefferson Turning Over In His Grave.

I've Been Out In Front Of A Dozen Dead Oceans.

There Ought To Be A Law About You Coming Around.