Nothing Can Affect My Voice, It's So

Warlords Of Sorrow And Queens Of Tomorrow Will Offer Their Heads For A Prayer. You Can't Find No Salvation, You Have No Expectations Anytime, Anyplace, Anywhere.

Silvio, I Gotta Go, Find Out Something Only Dead Men Know.

You Have To Work Out Where Your Place Is. And Who You Are. But We're All Spirit. That's All We Are, We're Just Walking Dressed Up In A Suit Of Skin, And We're Going To Leave That Behind.

How Many Roads Must A Man Walk Down Before Your Can Call Him A Man? . . . The Answer, My Friend, Is Blowin' In The Wind, The Answer Is Blowin' In The Wind.

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.