They're Selling Postcards Of The Hanging.

My Favorite Politician Was Arizona Senator Barry Goldwater, Who Reminded Me Of Tom Mix, And There Wasn't Any Way To Explain That To Anybody.

Down The Street The Dogs Are Barking And The Day Is Getting Dark. As The Night Comes In A-falling, The Dogs´ll Lose Their Bark And The Silent Night Will Shatter From The Sounds Inside My Mind, For I´m One To Many Mornings And A Thousand Miles Behind. From The Crossroads Of My Doorstep, My Eyes They Start To Fade, As I Turn My Head Back To The Room Where My Love And I Have Laid.

I'm Inconsistent, Even To Myself.

I Made A Bargain With Him, The Chief In A World We Can't See. (devil)

There Are Degrees Of Happiness. You Go From One To The Other And Then Back Again. It's Hard To Be Completely Happy When Those Around Us Are Suffering And Groaning From Hunger.