Satan Will Give You A Little Taste,

I Don't Think There's Enough Guns.

I Don't Think The Human Mind Can Comprehend The Past And The Future. They Are Both Just Illusions That Can Manipulate You Into Thinking There's Some Kind Of Change.

I Make My Stand And Remain As I Am, And Bid Farewell And Not Give A Damn.

Who Am I Helping, What Am I Breaking, What Am I Giving, What Am I Taking?

He Hands You A Nickel, He Hands You A Dime. He Asks You With A Grin, If You're Having A Good Time.