One Was Texas Medicine, The Other Was

They're Selling Postcards Of The Hanging They're Painting The Passports Brown The Beauty Parlor Is Filled With Sailors The Circus Is In Town Here Comes The Blind Commissioner They've Got Him In A Trance One Hand Is Tied To The Tight-rope Walker The Other Is In His Pants And The Riot Squad They're Restless They Need Somewhere To Go As Lady And I Look Out Tonight From Desolation Row.

You've Got A Lotta Nerve To Say You Are My Friend. When I Was Down You Just Stood There A Grinin

Draft Beer, Not People.

It's Sundown On The Union And What's Made In The Usa Sure Was A Good Idea 'til Greed Got In The Way.

How Many Deaths Will It Take 'till We Know That Too Many People Have Died?