Folk Music Is A Bunch Of Fat

Bob Has Never Written A Bad Song. Bob Dylan Is A Genius.

Come You Masters Of War You That Build All The Guns You That Build The Death Planes You That Build The Big Bombs You That Hide Behind Walls You That Hide Behind Desks I Just Want You To Know I Can See Through Your Masks.

I Feel Like I'm Knockin' On Heaven's Door.

Sometimes I Wonder What It's Gonna Take To Find Dignity.

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.