If you don't believe there's a price for this sweet paradise, just remind me to show you the scars.

May you grow up to be righteous, may you grow up to be true. May you always know the truth and see the lights surrounding you. May you always be courageous, stand upright and be strong. May you stay forever young.

The first thing you notice about New Orleans are the burying grounds - the cemeteries - and they're a cold proposition, one of the best things there are here. Going by, you try to be as quiet as possible, better to let them sleep. Greek, Roman, sepulchres- palatial mausoleums made to order, phantomesque, signs and symbols of hidden decay - ghosts of women and men who have sinned and who've died and are now living in tombs. The past doesn't pass away so quickly here. You could be dead for a long time

Ain't no use jiving, ain't no use joking, everything is broken.

The enemy is subtle, how be it we are so deceived, when truth's in our hearts and we still don't believe.

If you're looking to get silly, you better go back to from where you came. because the cops don't need you and man they expect the same.

The answer is blowin' in the wind.