Broken Bottles, Broken Plates, Broken Switches, Broken

In This Age Of Fiberglass, I'm Searching For A Gem.

Chaos Is A Friend Of Mine.

Oh, The Inmates And The Prisoners I Found They Were My Kind And It Was There Inside The Bars I Found My Peace Of Mind But The Jails They Were Too Crowded Institutions Overflowed So They Turned Me Loose To Walk Upon Life's Hurried Tangled Road

If You Don't Believe There's A Price For This Sweet Paradise, Just Remind Me To Show You The Scars.

A Mistake Is To Commit A Misunderstanding.