Anger He Smiles, Towering In

As You Well Know, You Just Can't Believe Everything You See And Hear, Can You?

It's Really Hard To Know What People Want Around Here Sometimes.

White Collar Conservative Flashin' Down The Street, Pointing That Plastic Finger At Me, Hoping Soon My Kind Will Drop And Die, But I'm Gonna Wave My Freak Flag High.

Sorry For The Tune Up Between Time, But What The Hell, Cowboys Are The Only Ones Who Stay In Tune, Anyway.

Now If I Don't Meet You No More In This World, Then I'll, I'll Meet You In The Next One, And Don't Be Late, Don't Be Late, Cause I'm A Voodoo Chile.