Mama's In The Factory, She Ain't Got

How Many A Year Has Passed And Gone And Many Gamble Has Been Lost And Won, And Many A Road Taken By A Friend And Each One I've Never Seen Again.

No Reason To Get Excited,' The Thief, He Kindly Spoke, There Are Many Here Among Us Who Feel That Life Is But A Joke.

As Long As You Give My Friend Jonah Lehrer A Free Pizza, I'll Write A Song About Your Restaurant.

They're Selling Postcards Of The Hanging.

The Line It Is Drawn The Curse It Is Cast The Slow One Now Will Later Be Fast As The Present Now Will Later Be Past The New Order Is Rapidly Fadin'. And The First One Now Will Later Be Last For The Times They Are A-changin'.