The Only Way To Cuba Is With

One Good Song With A Message Can Bring A Point More Deeply To More People Than A Thousand Rallies.

Oh You Tell Me That There's Danger To The Land You Call Your Own, And You Watch Them Build The War Machine Right Beside Your Home, And You Tell Me That You're Ready To Go Marchin' To The War, I Know You're Set For Fighting, But What Are You Fighting For?

America Is Two Mack Trucks Colliding On A Superhighway Because All The Drivers Are On Amphetamines.

In Such Ugly Times, The Only True Protest Is Beauty.

If You Ever Get A War Without Blood And Gore, Well, I'll Be The First To Go.