You Might Be A Rock And Roll

Sold My Guitar To The Baker's Son For A Few Crumbs And A Place To Hide.

Peace Will Come With Tranquility And Splendor On The Wheels Of Fire But Will Bring Us No Reward When Her False Idols Fall.

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.

The Battle Outside Raging Will Soon Shake Your Windows And Rattle Your Walls.

Look, You Know I Don't Wanna Come On Ungrateful, But That Warren Report, You Know As Well As Me, Just Didn't Make It. You Know, Like They Might As Well Have Asked Some Banana Salesman From Des Moines, Who Was Up In Toronto On The Big Day, If He Saw Anyone Around Looking Suspicious/.