The Best Songs Are The Songs You

Abe Said, Where Do You Want This Killing Done? God Said, Out On Highway 61.

One Who Sings With His Tongue On Fire, Gargles In The Rat Race Choir.

Without Freedom Of Speech, I Might Be In The Swamp

Well, The Moral Of The Story, The Moral Of This Song, Is Simply That One Should Never Be Where One Does Not Belong. So When You See Your Neighbor Carryin' Somethin', Help Him With His Load, And Don't Go Mistaking Paradise For That Home Across The Road.

Oh, The Inmates And The Prisoners I Found They Were My Kind And It Was There Inside The Bars I Found My Peace Of Mind But The Jails They Were Too Crowded Institutions Overflowed So They Turned Me Loose To Walk Upon Life's Hurried Tangled Road