... We're Living In A Machiavellian World,

I'm Speaking For All Of Us. I'm The Spokesman For A Generation.

Basically You Have To Suppress Your Own Ambitions In Order To Be Who You Need To Be.

He Hands You A Nickel, He Hands You A Dime. He Asks You With A Grin, If You're Having A Good Time.

Don't Put My Faith In Nobody, Not Even A Scientist.

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