I'm gonna give all I've got to giveCross my heart, and I hope to live.
Some people never get their feet on the ground, They're either sitting in a chair or theyre laying down.
Oh you tell me that there's danger to the land you call your own, And you watch them build the war machine right beside your home, And you tell me that you're ready to go marchin' to the war, I know you're set for fighting, but what are you fighting for?
The Yippie demonstrations were merely an attack of mental disobedience on an obediently insane society... and if you feel you have been living in an unreal world for the last couple of years, it is particularly because this power structure has refused to listen to reason... Step outside the guidelines of the official umpires and make your own rules and your own reality.
I wonder who I left behind on the other side of fame.
Only as strong as our love for this land, only as tall as we stand.
Is there anybody here who thinks that following the orders takes away the blame Is there anybody here who wouldn't mind a murder by another name?
Does defending liberalism leave you friendless and perhaps wondering about your breath?
Comfort his family with a telegram, we regret to inform you we lost a man, but we gave him the highest medal of the land.
The glory that was Lincoln's never died when he was slain.
God isn't dead - he's just missing in action.
The people who carried the burden, who marked in strange field in search of an answer, and ended their journeys an unwilling hero.
God help the troubadour who tries to be a star. The more that you try to find success, the more that you will fail.
Mother Goose is on the loose, stealing lines from Lenny Bruce.
So do your duty, boys, and join with prideServe your country in her suicideFind the flags so you can wave goodbyeBut just before the end even treason might be worth a tryThis country is too young to dieI declare the war is overIt's over, it's over.
Show me a country where the bombs had to fallShow me the ruins of buildings so tallAnd I'll show you a young landWith many reasons whyThere but for fortune, go you or IYou or I.
And I won't be laughing at the lies when I'm goneAnd I can't question how or when or why when I'm goneCan't live proud enough to die when I'm goneSo I guess I'll have to do it while I'm here.
One legged veterans will greet the dawn, and they're whistling marches as they mow the lawn, and the gargoyles on sit and grieve.
Well I've seen travel in many waysI've traveled in cars and old subwaysBut in Birmingham some people choseTo fly down the street from a fire hose.Doin' some hard travelin'...from hydrants of plenty.
In the town of Bethlehem many years ago, a man got religion and he changed the status quo.
The only way to Cuba is with the CIA.
I like Hitler, jolly jolly Hitler.
The only possibility in the United States for a humane society would be a revolution with Elvis Presley as leader.
I can spare a dime, brother, but in these morally inflationary times, a dime goes a lot farther if it's demanding work rather than adding to the indignity of relief.
She's staring down her desires, while they're staring down her dress.
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