I march in the parade of liberty But as long as I love you I’m not free How long must I suffer such abuse Won’t you let me see you smile one time before I turn you loose?

The cards are no good that your are holding unless you're from another world.

They like to take all this money from sin, build big universities to study in, sing Amazing Grace all the way to the Swiss banks.

You need something to open up a new door, to show you something you seen before but overlooked a hundred times or more

Stay free of petty jealousies, live by no man's code, and hold your judgment for yourself, lest you wind up on this road.

Anger and jealousy's all that he sells us, he's content when you're under his thumb. Madmen oppose him, but your kindness throws him, to survive it you play deaf and dumb.

When you think that you lost everything you find out you can always lose a little more.