Patriotism is the last refuge to which a scoundrel clings.

I hurt easy, I just don't show it. You can hurt someone and not even know it.

Masters of the bluff and masters of the proposition, but the enemy I see wears a cloak of decency.

I said, you know they refused Jesus, too. He said, you're not him.

You swore you'd never compromise With the mystery tramp, but now you realise He's not selling any alibis As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes And say, do you want to make a deal How does it feel

How many roads must a man walk down, Before you call him a man? How many seas must a white dove sail, Before she sleeps in the sand? Yes, and how many times must the cannon balls fly, Before they're forever banned?

If I had rubies, riches, and crowns, I'd buy the whole world and change things around.