By Hook Or By Crook This Peril

He Knew The Things That Were And The Things That Would Be And The Things That Had Been Before.

It Never Was Our Guise To Slight The Poor, Or Aught Humane Despise.

I'll Get Out Of This City Alive, Even If It Kills Me!

I Won't Lie To You, Fatherhood Isn't Easy Like Motherhood.

For Fate Has Wove The Thread Of Life With Pain, And Twins Ev'n From The Birth Are Misery And Man!