I started writing songs after I heard Hank Williams.
In the valley of the giants where the stars and stripes explode, the peaches they were sweet and the milk and honey flowed.
Everything that I'm saying You can say it just as good
Well the book of Leviticus and Deuteronomy, the law of the jungle and the sea are your only teachers.
Obscenity, who really cares. Propaganda, all is phony.
I was lookin' high an' low for them Reds everywhere, I was lookin' in the sink an' underneath the chair. I looked way up my chimney hole, I even looked deep inside my toilet bowl.