For them that must obey authority/That they do not respect in any degree/Who despise their jobs, their destinies/Speak jealously of them that are free
One was Texas medicine, the other was just railroad gin, and like a fool I mixed them.
You been down to the bottom with a bad man, babe But you're back were you belong
Don't follow leaders.
The National Bank at profit sells road maps for the soul.
There's only one day at a time here, then it's tonight and then tomorrow will be today again.