Adulterers in churches and pornography in the schools, you got gangsters in power and lawbreakers making rules. When you gonna wake up?

And I'll know my song well before I start singing

The rifleman's stalking the sick and the lame, preacherman seeks the same, who'll get there first is uncertain.

Witchcraft scum exploiting the dumb turning children into punks and slaves.

"Subterranean Homesick Blues" [of Bob Dylan] captures, in word-salad format, life in an encroaching police state.

May you grow up to be righteous, may you grow up to be true. May you always know the truth and see the lights surrounding you. May you always be courageous, stand upright and be strong. May you stay forever young.

Some times I think this whole world Is one big prison yeard Some of us are prisoners The rest of us are guards