Technology To Wipe Out Truth Is Now

If My Thought-dreams Could Be Seen/ They'd Probably Put My Head In A Guillotine.

Let Me Drink From The Waters Where The Mountain Streams Flood Let The Smell Of Wildflowers Flow Free Through My Blood Let Me Sleep In Your Meadows With The Green Grassy Leaves Let Me Walk Down The Highway With My Brother In Peace Let Me Die In My Footsteps Before I Go Down Under The Ground.

I Lost My One True Love. I Started Drinking.

You're Gonna Have To Serve Somebody; Well, It May Be The Devil, Or It May Be The Lord, But You're Gonna Have To Serve Somebody.

What Good Are Fans? You Can't Eat Applause For Breakfast. You Can't Sleep With It.