Please pass me the peace weed, and take some heed. Throw away all that mixed up speed.
Jesus shouldn't have died so early and then he could have got twice as much across. They killed him and then twisted so many of the best things he said. Human hands started messing it all up and now so much of religion is hogwash.
Knowledge speaks, but wisdom listens.
The night I was born, Lord I swear the moon turned a fire red.
If my baby don't love me no more, I know her sister will.
We take our last look at the killing noise.