Suddenly I Found You And The Spirit

Disillusioned Words Like Bullets Bark As Human Gods Aim For Their Mark.

You Have To Work Out Where Your Place Is. And Who You Are. But We're All Spirit. That's All We Are, We're Just Walking Dressed Up In A Suit Of Skin, And We're Going To Leave That Behind.

I Was Sick Of The Way My Lyrics Had Been Extrapolated, Their Meanings Subverted Into Polemics And That I Had Been Anointed As The Big Bubba Of Rebellion, High Priest Of Protest, The Duke Of Disobedience, Leader Of The Freeloaders, Kaiser Of Apostasy, Archbishop Of Anarchy, The Big Cheese. Horrible Titles Any Way You Want To Look At It. All Code Words For Outlaw.

Yesterday's Just A Memory, Tomorrow Is Never What It's Supposed To Be.

Patriotism Is The Last Refuge To Which A Scoundrel Clings.