He Did Ten Years In Attica, Reading

Witchcraft Scum Exploiting The Dumb Turning Children Into Punks And Slaves.

In The Valley Of The Giants Where The Stars And Stripes Explode, The Peaches They Were Sweet And The Milk And Honey Flowed.

Forget The Dead You've Left, They Will Not Follow You.

Well, I Sing By Night, Wander By Day. I'm On The Road And It Looks Like I'm Here To Stay.

Sometimes You Just Have To Bite Your Upper Lip And Put Sunglasses On.