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Inside The Museum Infinity Goes Up On Trial. Voices Echo, 'this Is What Salvation Must Be Like After A While.' But Mona Lisa Must Have Had The Highway Blues; You Can Tell By The Way She Smiles.

Fearing Not That I'd Become My Enemy In The Instant That I Preach

Dead Man, Dead Man When Will You Arise? Cobwebs In Your Mind Dust Upon Your Eyes

The Drunken Politician Leaps Upon The Street Where Mothers Weep, And The Saviors Who Are Fast Asleep, They Wait For You.

You Might Be A Rock And Roll Addict Prancing On The Stage. You Might Have Drugs At Your Command, Women In A Cage.