The Death Of What's Dead Is The

I Don't Want A Pickle, Just Want To Ride On My Motorsickle

The Death Of What's Dead Is The Birth Of What's Living.

The New York State Freeway's Closed, Man. Far Out!

There's Only One God. Call Him Whatever You Want

Be Serious. Folk Songs Are Serious. That's What Pete Seeger Told Me. 'arlo, I Only Wanna Tell You One Thing. Folk Songs Are Serious.' And I Said, 'right.'