You Know What They Say About Bein'

Bent Out Of Shape From Society's Pliers, Cares Not To Come Up Any Higher, But Rather Get You Down In The Hole That He's In.

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

I Set My Monkey On The Log, And Ordered Him To Do The Dog. He Wagged His Tail And Shook His Head, And He Went And Did The Cat Instead.

The Battle Outside Raging Will Soon Shake Your Windows And Rattle Your Walls.

I Lost My One True Love. I Started Drinking.