One Day We'll All Find Out That

I Have Decided Long Ago That My Songs And Ballads Would Not Get The Hugs And Kisses Of The Capitalistic Experts.

There's Several Ways Of Saying What's On Your Mind. And In States And Counties Where It Ain't Too Healthy To Talk Too Loud, Speak Your Mind, Or Even Vote Like You Want To, Folks Have Found Other Ways Of Getting The Word Around. One Of The Mainest Ways Is By Singing.

Was A Great High Wall There That Tried To Stop Me. Was A Great Big Sign There Said Private Property But On The Back Side It Didn't Say Nothing. That Side Was Made For You And Me.

The World Is Filled With People Who Are No Longer Needed. And Who Try To Make Slaves Of All Of Us. And They Have Their Music And We Have Ours. Theirs, The Wasted Songs Of A Superstitious Nightmare. And Without Their Music And Ideological Miscarriages To Compare Our Songs Of Freedom To, We'd Not Have Any Opposite To Compare Music With - - And Like The Drifting Wind, Hitting Against No Obstacle, We'd Never Know Its Speed, Its Power.

Do Re Mi California Is A Garden Of Eden, A Paradise To Live In Or See, But Believe It Or Not, You Won't Find It So Hot If You Ain't Got The Do Re Mi