Revolutions Are Not Made For Export.

The One Who Loses His Head No Longer Cares About His Hair.

Let There Be More Corn And More Meat And Let There Be No Hydrogen Bombs At All.

What Innocence, May I Ask, Is Being Played Here When It Is Known That This Virtuous Damsel Has Already Got A Dozen Illegitimate Children?

In The Future, If Nuclear Weapons Are Unleashed There Will Be No Front And No Rear.

I Don't Understand The Music But I Certainly Understand The Girl Singer!