Crimson flames tied through my ears Rollin' high and mighty traps Pounced with fire on flaming roads Using ideas as my maps "We'll meet on edges, soon," said I Proud 'neath heated brow. Ah, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now. Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth "Rip down all hate," I screamed Lies that life is black and white Spoke from my skull. I dreamed Romantic facts of musketeers Foundationed deep, somehow. Ah, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now.

If you don't underestimate me, I won't underestimate you.

Technology to wipe out truth is now available. Not everybody can afford it but it's available. When the cost comes down, look out!

Well the book of Leviticus and Deuteronomy, the law of the jungle and the sea are your only teachers.

Although the masters make the rules for the wise men and the fools, I've got nothing, Ma, to live up to.

Well, it's hard to stumble And land in some muddy lagoon When it's nine below zero And three o'clock in the afternoon.

Proud to steal her anything she sees, but you will wind up peeking through her key hole down upon your knees.