God Help The Troubadour Who Tries To

God Help The Troubadour Who Tries To Be A Star. The More That You Try To Find Success, The More That You Will Fail.

Show Me The Prison, Show Me The Jail, Show Me The Prisoner Whose Life Has Gone Stale. And I'll Show You A Young Man With So Many Reasons Why And There, But For Fortune, Go You Or I.

Evil Is Done In Hopes That Evil Surrenders, But The Deeds Of The Devil Are Burned Too Deep In The Embers, And World Of Hunger In Vengeance Will Always Remember.

Maybe We Should Raise Our Voices, Ask Somebody Why. But Demonstrations Are A Drag, Besides We're Much Too High.

Comfort His Family With A Telegram, We Regret To Inform You We Lost A Man, But We Gave Him The Highest Medal Of The Land.