The English Wouldn't Give You The Steam

I Asked My Dad What Afflicted Meant And He Said 'sickness Son, And Things That Don't Fit.'

Sing Your Song. Dance Your Dance. Tell Your Tale.

The Master Says It’s A Glorious Thing To Die For The Faith And Dad Says It’s A Glorious Thing To Die For Ireland And I Wonder If There’s Anyone In The World Who Would Like Us To Live.

Just Let Them Sit In The Goddam Sun. But The World Won't Let Them Because There's Nothing More Dangerous Than Letting Old Farts Sit In The Sun. They Might Be Thinking. Same Thing With Kids. Keep 'em Busy Or They Might Start Thinking.

I Am For Who I Was In The Beginning But Now Is Present And I Exist In The Future.