She never stumbles, she's got no place to fall. She's nobody's child, the law can't touch her at all.

The inmates and prisoners, I found they were my kind, and it was there inside the bars I found my peace of mind.

The sun's not yellow, its chicken!

Patriotism is the last refuge to which a scoundrel clings.

In ceremonies of the horsemen, even the pawn must hold a grudge.

Johnny's in the basement Mixing up the medicine I'm on the pavement Thinking 'bout the government.

[In 1951] we were also told that the Russians could be parachuting from planes over our town at any time. These were the same Russians that my uncles had fought alongside only a few years earlier. Now they had become monsters who were coming to slit our throats and incinerate us. It seemed peculiar. Living under a cloud of fear like this robs a child of his spirit. It's one thing to be afraid when someone's holding a shotgun on you, but it's another thing to be afraid of something that's just not quite real.