In the town of Bethlehem many years ago, a man got religion and he changed the status quo.

I wonder who I left behind on the other side of fame.

Love is a rainbow curving down from the sky, falling crystals of color, shades of warm that never die.

Call it peace or call it treason / call it love or call it reason / but I ain't marching anymore

The only possibility in the United States for a humane society would be a revolution with Elvis Presley as leader.

Mother Goose is on the loose, stealing lines from Lenny Bruce.

It's always the old to lead us to the war. It's always the young to fall.