In The Town Of Bethlehem Many Years

Oh You Tell Me That There's Danger To The Land You Call Your Own, And You Watch Them Build The War Machine Right Beside Your Home, And You Tell Me That You're Ready To Go Marchin' To The War, I Know You're Set For Fighting, But What Are You Fighting For?

In Such Ugly Times, The Only True Protest Is Beauty.

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.

So Good To Be Alive When The Eulogies Are Read.

And If There's Any Hope For America, It Lies In A Revolution, And If There's Any Hope For A Revolution In America, It Lies In Getting Elvis Presley To Become Che Guevara.