Wear It Like A Banner For The

Gather Quickly Out Of Darkness All The Songs You Know And Throw Them At The Sun Before They Melt Like Snow.

Pleasured Equally In Seeking As In Finding, Each Detail Minding, Old Walt Went Seeking And Finding.

They [the Police] Learned Something From Them Harlem Riots. They Used To Beat Your Head Right In Public, But Now They Only Beat It After They Get You Down To The Station House.

Good Morning, Revolution: You're The Very Best Friend I Ever Had. We Gonna Pal Around Together From Now On

Peace We Passed Their Graves: The Dead Men There, Winners Or Losers, Did Not Care. In The Dark They Could Not See Who Had Gained The Victory.