Some Times I Think This Whole World

As He Weeps To Wicked Birds Of Prey, Who Pick Up On His Bread Crumb Sins, And There Are No Sins Inside The Gates Of Eden.

Heard Ten Thousand Whispering And Nobody Listening. Heard One Person Starve, I Heard Many People Laughing. Heard The Song Of A Poet Who Died In The Gutter.

So I Cut Off My Hair And I Rode Straight Away, To The Wild Unknown Country Where I Could Not Go Wrong.

There's A Lot Of False Prophets Around And That's The Trouble. People Say They Think They Know What's Right And Other People Get People To Follow Them Because They Have A Certain Type Of Charisma, And There's Always People Willing To Take Over. People Want A Leader. And There Will Be More And More Of Them.

But Even The President Of The United States Sometimes Must Have To Stand Naked.