Mama, Put My Guns In The Ground,

There's Enough Songs For People To Listen To, If They Want To Listen To Songs. For Every Man, Woman And Child On Earth, They Could Be Sent, Probaby, Each Of Them, A Hundred Records, And Never Be Repeated. There's Enough Songs. Unless Someone's Gonna Come Along With A Pure Heart And Has Something To Say. That's A Different Story.

Don't Put My Faith In Nobody, Not Even A Scientist.

Watch Waterfalls Of Pity Roar, You Feel To Moan But Unlike Before, You Discover That You'd Just Be One More Person Crying.

Black Is The Color And None Is The Number

Anything I Can Sing, I Call A Song. Anything I Can't Sing, I Call A Poem.