To Wish For The Crazy Times One

The Injuries We Do In Kind Are Visited Upon Us Often. In The Science Of The Mind, Trying Hard To Move A Shadow.

Over What Guilty Spirit To Not Hear The Beating, To Not Hear The Beating, But Only Tears Of Perfect Moan, Only Tears Of Perfect Moan.

Give Me Your Hungry, Your Tired, Your Poor, That's What The Statue Of Bigotry Says. Your Poor Huddled Masses, Let's Just Club Them To Death, And Get It Over With.

Bodily Changes Take Place, Like The Thing With The Kick.

My God Is Rock'n'roll. It's An Obscure Power That Can Change Your Life. The Most Important Part Of My Religion Is To Play Guitar.