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If I Had Rubies, Riches, And Crowns, I'd Buy The Whole World And Change Things Around.

He Did Ten Years In Attica, Reading Nietzsche And Wilhelm Reich.

When Blackness Was A Virtue And The Road Was Full Of Mud, I Came In From The Wilderness, A Creature Void Of Form.

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.

Folk Music Is A Bunch Of Fat People.