Show me the prison, Show me the jail, Show me the prisoner whose life has gone stale. And I'll show you a young man with so many reasons why And there, but for fortune, go you or I.
I'm gonna give all I've got to giveCross my heart, and I hope to live.
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.
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.
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?
When they show the destruction of society on color TV, I want to be able to look out over Los Angeles and make sure they get it right.
She's staring down her desires, while they're staring down her dress.
I write all my own songs and they are just simple melodies with a lot of lyrics. They usually have to do with current events and what is going on in the news. You can call them topical songs, songs about the news, and then developing into more philosophical songs later.
The glory that was Lincoln's never died when he was slain.
The people who carried the burden, who marked in strange field in search of an answer, and ended their journeys an unwilling hero.
God isn't dead - he's just missing in action.
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.
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